[b]Scene Title:[/b] Ordinary World

[b]Characters:[/b] Kitten Arbore and Azumi Ian

[b]Context (Situation):[/b] One and a half weeks into the seven-week training in Mayor Callaghan's New City under the guidance of the Runners, Azumi and Kitten have a talk to get to know each other.

[i]Azumi and Kitten's room
10:00 PM[/i]

The training was going pretty well. Aside from that embarrassment with Abigail that one time, Azumi was getting on her way easily enough. It wasn't too much of an adjustment to her normal work, just smoother, more versatile. She even got a lot of time in to help Kitten with some close combat, a much slower process. Still, she was patient, willing to help. Not everyone was an expert.

The soldier was finishing her shower, dressed again in her kevlar undergarments and putting on her shirt to hide the armor and a towel around her waist, when she knocked on the door to the bathroom they shared. "Kitten, someone, are you there? I'm coming out, just making sure I don't walk into something." As per usual, she was slightly tensed, as if ready to fight at a moment's notice if the City Protection Force had found this place.

While Azumi had been in the shower, Kitten was out leaning against the side of a wall, looking out at the large window that seemed to make up a whole wall of the room. On one side the blinds were closed, barely recognizable from the other wall. The side the young girl was nearest to was wide open. She looked over at the darken city, everything covered by a blue and purple cover with little squares that showed the blinding light that over took the city during the day. Even now the city was brighter than most places, almost highlighted by the lack of stars or a moon.

Not for the first time, Kitten massaged her cramp legs and rubbed the tattoo on her left arm. While the leg was in pain, the tattoo just felt itchy. The girl thought that, once again, this was Sedna trying to contact her but couldn’t get through whatever force took their powers from this world. She could not be allowed to enjoy this prospect. Even if the summon couldn’t talk to her, that didn’t mean that she didn’t know what was going on in Kitten’s head.

Kitten had not told anyone about the goddess in her head. She didn’t want to. That would only lead to many uncomfortable questions which the girl didn’t want to answer. Still, she hated how alone she felt, how powerless she realized she was without her summon. Kitten barely did well in the hundred yards dash, let alone running across roof tops and having to grab onto things. She also knew how horrible she was doing with Azumi and their close combat training. The soldier was patient, but believed that she must get at least somewhat frustrated by their progress. Azumi must wonder how Kitten has survived all this time…

Kitten jumped as Azumi called out from behind the bathroom door. “I-it’s fine Miss Ian. I-I’m not d-doing anything,” the girl said, limping over to her bed.

Azumi stepped out, walking over and waving to her with a slight smile, trying to cheer her up a bit as she ran a hand through still-damp hair. She knew that Kitten was often awkward around her, but she was awkward with everyone in some degree. Kind of like some other civilian's she'd seen in her missions. "Hey, it's alright. I might try to get changed, but there's nothing wrong now. On my end, anyway. We're both women, anyway." The smile faded a bit.

"...is something wrong? You can talk to me. I don't tell secrets to anyone unless it's a serious danger, and I doubt I'll need to make any kind of exception here. How are you?"

“…No…nothing’s wrong…” Kitten said simply, sitting down on the bed with a wince as her muscles complained. “It’s…it’s just that,” oh no, she was reaching dangerous territory now. She didn’t want to reveal too much.

“Well…I just feel so out of place,” the girl finally admitted. Though she didn’t really want to talk, it’s been so long since she has talk to anyone or thing and she felt as though she needed to get something out. “I mean, everyone here is either part animal, full animal, has had training similar to this before or even at least held a gun. But me…I haven’t really been through anything. Sure I’ve been an Interference but I’ve ha-“ she stopped herself suddenly. “I mean…I haven’t been one for long and…I don’t even know what I’m doing.”

Azumi sighed, sitting next to her. "It's okay to feel like you can't fit in. I won't lie, I feel the same way a lot of the time. The only way I get even close to keeping up is staying like this constantly." She did notice Kitten's problems were pretty big, but didn't want to bring too much attention to them, instead saying her closest justification. "If this is about your training, I'm not mad at you. People have different paces. Some are more magically based, and I haven't even seen you out of here, so I don't know. It's a slow process, but you're definitely learning. I just worry about how you'll handle yourself out there. How is it for you? How do you handle yourself?"

She put a hand on her further shoulder, rubbing softly. "Maybe I'm pushing too hard. Do you want something to relax? And you don't need to be so formal, I told you. Feel free to call me whatever you feel like. As long as it's not an insult, of course."