No black eyes. No bruised cheeks. No lost teeth. Klaus watched himself nod in the mirror, satisfied that he didn’t have any visible bruises after yesterday – The worst thing anyone could see was that his hair was a bit disheveled. He had a couple of bruises under his shirt, but it wasn’t anything he wanted people to worry about; not like it was as bad as what Church had. He grabbed a bottle of water and took a quick swig.
Yesterday had been a crazy one, alright. When Church swung the last punch and dropped that Spaniard all hell broke loose in that gym. It was like a full-blown riot; and most of it seemed to be uncomfortably focused toward Sector V. Even Klaus couldn’t escape a couple of people who seemed to have a bone to pick with him – Something about girlfriends and fan clubs? He didn’t have a clue what they were talking about, but whenever he told them that, it just seemed to make them angrier. In the end Klaus just figured it was too much effort and stopped trying to decipher it. After fixing his hair up, Klaus grabbed his coat, flung it on and left for the courtyard: He had a feeling he was needed…

Duck. Weave. Left hook. Right hook. Bright and early, Marina was already downstairs beating away at her punching bag. The gym was even emptier than usual today, no doubt used to the aftermath of yesterday’s match. After that, the gym was probably the last place anyone wanted to think about. But Marina felt differently – That match [i]ignited[/i] her spirit! The way Church moved, the way he struck with such grace; and that last punch was absolutely amazing! Marina had barely been able to sleep last night; she was filled with such burning determination to train. However, even Marina had her limits, and she was soon panting away, sweat rolling down her skin. She looked up at the clock and let out a breath – No time for a shower, it seemed. She had to go and see how Church and Eva were doing, after all! As she rushed out, she grabbed a towel and patted herself down with it. 

The two met up along the way, with Klaus telling Marina about his eerily specific hunch that Church was in the courtyard. So the two made their way to the plaza centre – When they saw Church, Eva and MacReary, it was just in time to see Church lift his chin to the sky and yell [i]“Sector V! Front and centre!”[/i] The two shot into action, rushing to his side and posing with a hand in one pocket and the other outstretched and pointing.
“You called?”