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USS Leviathan

Private Tutoring - RTF Combat Training

Casela had moved her schedule for this. She’d put Niven in charge of this weeks trainings. Field medicine and first response. Niven was a medic, but more skilled than most and was able to recertify the team in first aid. So the team would be doing that, while Casela had something else planned. Quinn Kindle. She was spunky, hard working, and she had secrets. What exactly those were, Casela hadn’t pried into too much. They were personal and Quinn carried none of the weight of a secret that could hurt the crew. So Casela hadn’t pursued. But it being her nature, she was curious. But Quinn was small and despite her dedication to doing her best, she needed some extra tricks to her bag to make her an effective fighter. But Casela, after watching the Yeoman handle and deal with Cobb on a daily basis, knew her mind was quick enough to make her one of the more formidable members of the Black Devils.

Casela sent a message to Quinn requesting her to show at the training holodeck a little earlier than normal. Casela set the program, and entered. She looked around, the scene making her homesick. What looked like a barn stood at the back of a property. What would be mistaken for a horse corral was actually an outdoor sparing ring. Casela ignored the scenery and entered the barn. It had a dirt floor but was clean and rustic. Weapons, sparing and training equipment scattered the area. Casela walked around the area, lost in thought and memory for a few minutes. And then she turned and began to stretch, waiting for Quinn Kindle to arrive.
Lt. Synthi-er, RTF

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