Oopic of throwing off, everyorain of thought was subject to that when a bright blue haired girl barrelled in. Her gym uniform was explicitly different from the others, shining in the light and being skin-tight. Plus, a g hung from the middle of her nose, and a dozen olden piergs were scattered across her lips, ears, and eyebrows. When her mouth fell open to pant, the glint of a ring iongue could be seen; making it obvious that this girl really enjoyed getting piergs. Kiko wondered if they were anywhere else as well, but gave herself a quick mental sp at that. Queenie was not going to turn her into a deviant.

  “I’m sorry I’m te Mistress, I set the arm for pm, rather than am” She told Queeill panting hard. Kiko’s eyes bulged at the title, and looked to Queeh suspicious eyes. Mistress?! The whole idea that the girl’s voice was cute and light didn’t even find purchase in Kiko’s mind, despite hoiergs were ad her fad the rather amusing disparity betweewo.

  “It’s fine, Ceal. Not like this is important or anything” Queenie replied, sarcasm dripping heavy and thick from her tone, before snapping her fingers and poio a poio her. Queenie caught Kiko’s gre as she waited for Ceal to e, but just gave an apologetic smile. Which turo a grimace wheripped over her ow and hit the mat.

  “This miscoordinated klutz is my assistant Ceal. She might seem a useless bint right now, but I like her. I am Overseer Queenie; you call me Overseer if you wish. If any of you decide to be over familiar and call me Queehen I will drag you to my bedroom and roughly exhaust you there before f you to repeat today’s training” It was a threat that was just like the Demon woman. The sudden explicit threat had shocked the recruits, and there were a few flushed red faces, which allowed Kiko to hide her owy well in the crowd.

  “For the people joining us for the first time, Wele to SIR. Some of you have been physically active before you joined, but now you are here and you will learn how I say. I do not care about what you know or how long you have known it, and if you dislike that then I invite you to e up to the stage and show exactly what you know with dear Ceal here” Queenie finished. A ripple of giggles ran through the recruits. Ceal looked to be the kind of person to swing a pund hit herself. And you just had to tug on one of her ns and she was on the floor. This thought clearly ran through the mind of a rather rge man, who stepped up with a ugh.

  “Hey Tiny” he said, looming ominously.

  “H-hello, sir…” Ceal replied, a geammer to her voice. This whole situation was so obviously a trap, but the guy was in his own little world, or had su ego he couldn’t back down even from a trap.

  Queenie the man, and gave an order for everyoo clear some space, clearing the mat for Ceal and the man.

  “Alright. Three-minute round. First to surrender loses. And, let’s make it more iing~ If you lose, then you will be punished by making you have to follow everything she says for a day. Of course if you win then she will have to do everything you say” Queenie expined. A lewd grin stretched across the big man’s face, as he towered over the girl. It was going to be over in seds, and thee girl was going to be forced into iured servitude for the day, all because of Queenie’s boasting. Kiko had half a mind to step in and stop this, but that would be troublesome on her first day... “Ok. Take stances” Queenie ordered. The big man took a solid position, showing skill as well as size and strength. Ceal just looked on, as awkward and shy as the moment she had entered. “And, begin!”

  The big man wasted no time and rushed in, quick for his size, and agile as well. An urained fist flew towards Ceal’s fad the girl looked liable to have her face disie when that ected, but it never did. The earlier predi that the fight would be over in seds was correct, but nobody had guessed to whom it would go. Leaning almost casually out of the way of the punch, Ceal grabbed the wrist, stepped in and kicked his leg while dragging him down with impressive bodily trol and incredible kiise. In that few seds Ceal had the man on the ground, standing over him with his arm in a clutch just shy of dislog it and a foot on his shoulder. A simple twitd he would have an arm popped from its shoulder. The loud thud of him hitting the mat shocked several people, one of them eveing out a cute yelp of surprise. The man struggled, trying to use his formidable strength to force his way out of the hold, but it erfect, a him tched to the ground as if he was stu a tar pit.

  “I suggest you surrender, big guy. Ceal’s got a rather disturbiish, she likes to hear people’s bones snap, and you are in prime position to indulge her” Quee in. Ceal’s focused face turned a deep red and she looked to Queenie frantically.

  “Mistress! I don’t do that anymore!” She excimed, keeping the big guy in the hold as if all his squirming and writhing didn’t matter in the slightest. ‘anymore’ implying that she did it at one point, was all that the man o tap rapidly o, surrendering to this waif of a girl.

  “Well, that’s game. And a good first lesson. The creatures yoing to be up against ’t always judge what they do from first gnce. You’ve got to be on guard and never uimate your oppo, or you will probably be eaten” She told the group. Ceal had let her oppo go the moment he had tapped, but he stayed on the ground, wallowing in self-pity.

  “Don’t feel too bad. Ceal here, is a Slyph. They get a magical pulsion to focus their mind to a siask, and while fog they learn and grow at a startling rate. Only mastery will allow them to move on to something else. Ceal’s mind focused on bat, which she mastered a few years ago. She has about a hundred years of bat experience, so you stood no ce against her. It was a rigged fight from the start, I just wao demonstrate that you shouldn’t judge a klutz by her stumble” Queenie tinued, ruffling the girl’s blue hair and smiling down at her. Ceal had such a look of te on her face from the petting, Kiko thought she might blow a gasket right here in front of everyone. But she kept it together, even when Queenie whispered in her ear. No doubt lewd and horrifying to hear, from the way Ceal turned into the same colouration as a tomato.

  “Right, now we are done showing off, listen up” Queenie excimed, looking to everyone and then back to Ceal. “Form up into pairs, and we will begin unarmed sparring. I want a good five-mich so I see where you need help and what you excel in” she then started pointing out pairs, leaving Kiko out as there was an odd hen paring Kiko with Ceal, like Queenie had p or something. The blue haired Slyph came forward and Kiko had a much greater appreciation for her abilities, which led the five-mich to be one filled with a deeper air of caution than she would have ever given the girl before. Ceal mao restrain herself and match Kiko, making it a hard-pushed workout rather than an ego-destroying match that she had had with the man. Kiko even mao get a versation out of the girl while they fought.

  “So, Mistress huh?” Kiko started. Ceal blushed deeply and faltered for a moment, but the young Kitsune didn’t take advantage of that a her recover. It took a whole minute of mock fighting before Ceal even spoke, however.

  “She sort of ow’s our culture to give ourselves to ohat best us in our chosen art. Although I was a fool to accept a challenge from the Ever-Burning Lady. So I honour our culture, and my aors” Ceal then finished her expnation with a rapid movement that unched Kiko over her flip and saw her deposited o-gently on the floor.

  “Ow…” Kiko muttered, getting up as Ceal looked worried.

  “Was that too much?” She asked, an intense look of pstered over her face. Kiko gave her a disarming smile and got back up, brushing herself off.

  “No, no. It was fine. So, what all this about Ever-Burning Lady? I have never heard that term before, definitely not referring to Queenie” Kiko’s curiosity pushed her to ask what this title meant. It was clearly reted to her Demonic heritage, as they could use fire, but what it meant…she was unsure. And it seemed Ceal was not in the mood to share that little tit-bit.

  Mumbling something about not beio tell, Ceal pushed the wo minutes so that Kiko couldn’t focus on anything other than the fight. And so she did just that, getting her ass thhly, but educationally, kicked by the pierg-covered Slyph. When Queenie finally called ao the match, Kiko caught her breath in the break, and made a pn to get information from the girl. A teasing whisper entered her head as she thought on the pn. Wait till she as naked, and then take advantage of the rings most probably located elsewhere around the cute girl’s body. The thought snapped Kiko out of the pnning session, and she shook her head, denying that she would ever do something like that. Where did that e from? And from who? Fortunately, Queehered the recruits and got them in a line, and began to speak, which gave Kiko something to focus on.

  “You'll rarely be in a position to punch your enemy, but most of this will be refine your physique and keep your reflexes sharp. That is not to say that close quarters is useless, however. Guns are good, but knives don’t jam or run out of ammo, and give you more satisfa that whatever it is you are swinging at is dead when you stick it through its skull. Specialized close quarter ons shall be avaible on request, but a silver knife and an iron knife are standard issue to all SIR agents. Knowing how to use this seemingly small bit of kit may save your life in the field. They may ck the reach of a sword and the punch of a gun, but they are easy to pull out, quick to use, and slip through gaps better than most” She expined, before smiling. “But that is for ter. Right now, we are going to make use of the expansive building to get some cardio done. Being able to outrun a Hell Hound is literally a matter of life ah” Queenie didn’t sugar coat anything, it seemed, and got everyone lined up orack, befetting them running.

  She set a harsh pace, anyone who fell behind would get eaten, she said. What beieailed, was unclear, but by the eight-hundred-meter mark, most were falling behind.

  “You’ve got hooves, it’s totally unfair” Kiko excimed breathlessly as she ran. The rest of the group joined in, voig exhausted disdain of Queenie’s extended run because she had the legs to do it whereas the lesser Quasi-humans, and the humans, did not. So Queeopped and grinned broadly.

  “It was only a Kilometre, but fine. Reme wasn’t razed in a day” She'd stop the running and drop her form, then pointed over to a door in the distahat way are showers, no peaking oher person, or I will set fire to yenitals. You are enced to pick up some extra activities reted to the division you wish to join, or to solidify an idea if you don’t know. I head the Assault Teams, generally found here or at my quarters, of which you are wele to e by any time and try to broker some preferential treatment. Assault Teams are close quarters and physically demanding, so don't step up simply for pride.

  Elis is the head of the Intelligence division, mostly found by following the smell of nerd and takeout food to the puter bs. Though don't expect to see the sun or other people if you pick her up, they tend to be very insur and idiosyncratibsp;

  Bruyn is the head of the Rifles, located in the firing range. She's got strict aspirations for capabilities and violently hates misuse of firearms, so only go there if you are passionate about firearms.

  Lasadora is in and of the Infiltratioion Squads. You don’t find Lasadora, she will find you if she thinks you will fit in with her squads. If you want to try attract her attention, she focuses on espionage, undercover operations and stealth.

  If all of these sound too stressful for you, then Rem is the Captain of the Standardized Foot Teams. Nothing particurly notable lorious about these, but you've also got no real stress that es with the specialist squads”

  Queenie didn’t seem worried at all that she made Lasadora sound like some psychopathiutjob, or that she had casually advocated for sexual favours, and just made sure everyone had heard her before heading off, letting people mill off to the showers.

  Kiko, for her part, scratched her head intensely and tried to get the idea of tormenting Ceal out of her head. Still, from the looks of it it seemed a few others were still gng in the dire of the woman, even after she had demolished that guy.

  Deg to trust once again in the power of the shower, Kiko would head that way. Getting her clothes off and into the shower, she rolled into the stall o Ceal, and saw that she did indeed, have shiny golden ring in many, many pces of her body.

  “So...what’s with the whole…” Kiko trailed off, looking at the Sylph’s body.

  “Decoration. I guess it looks good or something” Ceal replied, in a teasing, bratty tone.

  “You...make my head spin” Kiko was about to say something else, but shook it off and just excused herself.

  “Mmm, that is an effect I have. It affects them much worse than you, so don’t worry about that” Ceal replied. That was, an iing way to end the versation, but end it, it did. And so Kiko just ed herself up, got dressed, and headed back to the dorm for her schedule and map. She killed half an hour taking a quiap to recover from the run. And then had another half an hour before her session. So she would spend that, wandering arouing her bearings. Eventually, she got up to a mirrored door and saw herself in it. She was smart, in the SIR uniform, tail swishing behind her...it hadn’t been a week and she barely reized herself...