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[h3][color=548b54]Dulga Tarata[/color][/h3][/center]

When Tomoe hugged Dulga, she merely rolled her eyes and patted her head. Gently of course, it looked like Tomoe had some brain damage recently. Didn't want to make it worse. So Dulga looked between the flustered Hitomi and Acion. She had a good hunch some sort of romcom situation was happening before she got here and Hitomi was glad that Dulga could direct the embarrassing attention away. Dulga would roll with it. Back to the topic on hand: a fight. [color=548b54]"Of course. Don't worry. I won't use any of my guns. Unfortunately."[/color] Dulga seemed disappointed but part of her training was getting used to actual hand-to-hand combat. If she kept relying on her guns for everything she'll become predictable and weak when they won't work. Dulga pointed towards an empty training room so Acion knew where to go when he was ready. Without anything further to say Dulga left just as Mamoru arrived, heading to the lockers to change into some exercising clothes.

Dulga had taken the time to work on her attire. Instead of simply being her hero outfit but unarmored, she wore athletic pants, red running shoes, and a custom design shirt that would accommodate her arms. Add the gloves and her mask and she was ready to spare. Almost instinctively she went to reach for her pistol, only to remember she didn't bring it with her. She'd have to make a mental note to visit the support class for a new pistol as well. [color=548b54]"Focus."[/color] No more distractions. Dulga went into the training room and sat on the floor, resting her eyes and concentrating her mind on the upcoming fight. She was trying something she's never done before, so she can't let little things distract.

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