[Training] Lightning and Blades

”Good morning, Z-Zariah.” Peter bowed again, properly this time, and tried to gloss over the way his tongue tripped over her name. It was never more than anything, he was unused to referring to a superior by a name instead of a title, but she hadn’t given him one to use for her. The tone of her instructions, as well as the words themselves, had him straightening, trying to be seen as perfectly as he could. He would not disappoint. Her instructions would prove a challenge though, Peter had seen enough of her skill to know getting close would be near impossible, and he was most skilled at close quarters combat. Peter slipped out and of his soldiers stance and into one more combat ready as soon as the family head stopped speaking, a blade appearing ready in his hand. He stepped forward, wanting to close the distance before she had a chance to whittle him down. One of the knives from his hips was thrown before him, a distraction more than a genuine effort to harm her as he tried to get closer, Peter try, try your whole life to be righteous and good