Looking around the room, Lucy noticed Roxy curled up in a ball. Slowly, she walked over to Adalina. "Do me a favor" Lucy whispered, not wanting Vlad or the others to hear. "Go check on that girl." She remembered the night before, Roxy had been there with her. Lucy realized it must be just as uncomfortable to watch anyone get beaten as it was for herself.
"God dammit." Lucy grumbled, getting increasingly annoyed. The one time she asked to be hurt, and no one will. Swiftly turning around for what felt like the hundredth time, she marched over to where Vlad and Alastair stood. "Just how much more time are we going to waste? You said we would be training, not running around like little children, showing off and complaining. Alastair is correct, we do need a battle captain. So just give me my lashings like a proper captain, and then can we get down to the important stuff. Y'know, actually training and making strategies, because out there in the battlefield, we are going to have to accomplish a simple mission. And if we fail, we won't get off with just a beating." Turning once more so that her back faced them, she stood up in soldier position. "So, do it." Her voice was devoid of any emotion, as if she hand't been yelling a few minutes ago. Her eyes stayed fixated on the wall, and her jaw was clenched. You couldn't tell what she was feeling by looking at her. She herself wasn't feeling much now, just annoyance.
"God dammit." Lucy grumbled, getting increasingly annoyed. The one time she asked to be hurt, and no one will. Swiftly turning around for what felt like the hundredth time, she marched over to where Vlad and Alastair stood. "Just how much more time are we going to waste? You said we would be training, not running around like little children, showing off and complaining. Alastair is correct, we do need a battle captain. So just give me my lashings like a proper captain, and then can we get down to the important stuff. Y'know, actually training and making strategies, because out there in the battlefield, we are going to have to accomplish a simple mission. And if we fail, we won't get off with just a beating." Turning once more so that her back faced them, she stood up in soldier position. "So, do it." Her voice was devoid of any emotion, as if she hand't been yelling a few minutes ago. Her eyes stayed fixated on the wall, and her jaw was clenched. You couldn't tell what she was feeling by looking at her. She herself wasn't feeling much now, just annoyance.