[h2][center][color=FF8C00]Eldemir Akinci[/color][/center][/h2]
[h3][center]Location: St. Eustace's School[/center][/h3]
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[color=FF8C00]"Again!"[/color] Said Eldemir as he watched his student with crossed arms and standing somewhat near his student. A reluctant young man, barely eighteen, with red short hair, a clean-shaven face, and blue eyes. 

"But... I keep destroying the practice dummies, Mr. Akinci." The young man was clearly nervous about continuing.       

[color=FF8C00]"Ranlyn,"[/color] Eldemir speaking in a serious but reassuring tone. [color=FF8C00]"Those practice dummies can and will be replaced no matter how many you destroy. So again!"[/color] 

Ranlyn looked nervously at Eldemir and then looked back at one of the practice dummies. Then taking a deep breath while closing his eyes. Once opened, Ranlyn focused on the practice dummy in front of him and said quietly to himself. "Do not break it, Ranlyn, do not break it." He let loose a single punch when it connected with the practice dummy. Instead of completely destroying the practice dummy, it was only partly destroyed. 

[color=FF8C00]"Ah, you see, you are learning how to control your strength, Ranlyn."[/color] Eldemir said in a congratulatory tone and clapped his hands in acknowledgement. 

Ranlyn looked back at Eldemir with a timid look, "but I still wrecked the practice dummy, Mr. Akinci."

[color=FF8C00]"Yes, you did that, but it is still usable and you should take pride in not destroying it completely."[/color] Eldemir walked up to Ranlyn as Ranlyn looked over the damage he had done to the practice dummy. Eldemir turned Ranlyn and placed his hand on Ranlyn's shoulder. [color=FF8C00]"Do not worry, Ranlyn, you will learn to control your strength and be able to return to society."[/color]

Ranlyn looked at Eldemir with conflicting eyes and a worried tone, "it is just... the last time I shook someone's hand, I broke their hand and...."

Speaking in a reassuring tone, and looked Ranlyn straight into his eyes. [color=FF8C00]"Ranlyn, you just need to practice, and you are making progress, I have faith in you and just remember what I told you."[/color]

"Do not give up." Now Ranlyn looked more relaxed and with hope in his eyes. "Thank you, Mr. Akinci."

[color=FF8C00]"Do not mention it Ranlyn, and I believe we are done for today. So you can head off now."[/color]

Ranlyn simply nodded his head as he gathered his things and left the training room. 

Eldemir watched him as he went, and when Ranlyn was gone. He looked back at the still-standing practice dummy. Placing his hand in its semi-destroyed frame, feeling it. Then looking at the rest of the destroyed practice dummies, down in a small pile. Ranlyn still has a while to go before he can truly say he can control his strength. But like he said, he is making steady progress, and Eldemir knows that this Enlightened man can do well in the real world once he is ready. He has seen Enlightened with worse control over their powers. 

Still, at least the practice dummies are cheap, Eldemir thought to himself. Then he went to work cleaning up the broken practice dummies. He would not want to leave this training room while there was a mess in it. But, is such the life of a member of the St. Eustace's School and one he does not regret joining. Enlightened men and women need help, and he is there to lend a hand. Eldemir knows his parents are proud of him, and that thought helps him greatly. 

Just another day at St. Eustace's School, and Eldemir would not miss for the world.