[b][center][h3][color=orange] Lein [/color][/h3][/center][/b]
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[b][color=orange]Location:[/color][/b] Training Yard
[b][color=orange]Interactions:[/color][/b] [@Raineh Daze] [@Conscripts] [@Crimson Paladin] [@Rune_Alchemist]
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	[color=orange][i]"Then I'm glad you'll be here for my first thousand."[/i][/color] Lein scooped up Rui's luggage, balancing the bags in a precarious stack on his back and head with experienced casualness and swaying back and forth to keep them aligned. He examined Rui's reaction carefully from under the bags slumping over his ears as she received the news. Excited? Disappointed? It didn't seem like she was expecting to stay for long. But if she was indeed an asset to the Knights, Lein will have to make sure to extend her mission as long as necessary. And that meant excusing himself from the training yard - more than his already planned aloofness.

	Rui claimed that this phantom limb was the product of simple repetition, but Lein himself witnessed how hard some of his compatriots honed their craft. He alone had to help out ferrying out carts of broken training dummies splintered from the single-minded dedication of the likes of Serenity and Gerard. Repetition was not enough. And if it were, she could still demonstrate exactly how exactly her training regimen was set out to have achieved such heights. Lein turned his head to 'nod' at Fleuri, a harrowing endeavor to anyone who doubted Lein's confidence in his balance, lingering a little with an eye on Steffen and Cecilia as if to solicit an offer of assistance. [color=orange]"Don't you worry Flowers, I'll drop these off. You go ahead with the duel and do the Knights proud, eh?"[/color]