⌠ ℑ n Command⌡— As Mog spoke to the students, Kurasame stood silent, observing the looks on the students. Some of them held better than most, some even without a scratch. Others griped and complained about how they needed a challenge. While the rest stood silent, on standby to take the next order given to them. It is with a brief nod to the Moogle the Captain then dismisses the class, waiting patiently for the room to empty out. His attention then on the flying creature, his arms then crossed over his chest as he spoke.
❝You honestly think the mission was too simple for their experience? There seemed to be a mixed reaction in there. I’m not saying they’re not capable of handling themselves, but you can tell some of them have already noted how this battle with the Milites is playing out.❞
His gaze was, of course, retained on his darling cadets as they left the room, each with their own individual complaints over this and that; hardly did the moogle expect to be addressed, however, and the slight surprise had him glide off to the side before he’d turn with an overenthusiastic nod of his weighty (as it took more than a second to bring it back to rise) head. Ever the epitome of optimism, this one.
“They’re working really hard, kupo. It’s my job to keep them motivated to work harder, and I thought maybe if somekupos struggled a little, they’d put more effort into their training and not just lounge about on their free time, kupo. Other than that, kupo, when they come back all beaten and bruised, it’s hard to yell at them, kupo...”
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