I was back in the underground MS training facility, even though it was in IIMT, the trip had to be done by skytrain. To give you a picture of how ridiculously big our school was, our school had scattered dorms housing up to 10,000 people. It also had 12 arenas including the one in the center. The school also have 12 arenas (including the one in the center), although the rest aren't as big and grand as Arena 1, they are still quite a considerable size. By the sea, there was a harbour, hydro dam, small aquarium, and even a coral reef farm. Around the center of the campus was a semi-circle of skyscrapers containing a mall, 100+ restaurant, gym, spa...etc. On the hills beyond was a vast stretch of berry fields and wind turbines. What's even more eye bulging is that the entire sky train tracks that run around the campus have a length of well over a hundred kilometers, with some parts of it even hovering directly over the sea.

If would be great if I can view it with her...

"Humble gods, please let our new coach be a hot chick..." Rumbled clasped his hand in serious prayer, and all I can do is stare at him blankly.

"Hey! What's wrong with being honest?"

"Nothing." That was an honest statement by me, though I find the notion of wishing this kind of thing openly as highly stupid, nothing else really.

"The two chicks in our team, they're first class..." Rumble gurgled, "But they're scary!" Rumble shook me by the shoulder and I simply remained poker face.

"Yeah, yeah. And why are you even here with me?" I asked, as the elevator door opened and we both stepped off.

"I wanted to meet the new coach! Plus, Dr. Cherrylove encouraged all of us to get more training; so I say: 2 eagles 1 arrow!"

I didn't bother to correct his idioms, it was probably an idiom in his native lands, judging from the way he said it. The moment we came into the light of the training grounds, an energetic shout echoed through the place:

"V for victory! I for intelligence! C for cute! GO VIC!" the long-haired figure shot her first into the air as she finished cheering.

We both stared at our new trainer speechless, then she turned around very rapidly and faced us. Instead of seeing her the slightest bit awkward, her face held only confidence.

"WOW! You guys are early! You guys probably just heard my intro, so you can both just call me Vic. From today on, I will be your new coach!" she threw a punch in the air, and gave a large energetic smile, showing off her perfect teeth.

Vic appeared to be in her early twenties and about the same height as me. She had long curly blond hair along with large dazzling blue eyes. Combined with her lean, curvy build... (ahem). Her yellow tank top showed off bits of her abs, though they nowhere as flattering as Isa's. For legs, I noticed she wore black yoga pants, and down from her knees too below, her legs were covered in yellow plated armor going all the way down to her foot in the form of a boot.
Realizing it was rude to stare, I quickly looked up to see if she was offended. She noticed my eyes and said:

"Ah! Those are robotic legs if you are wondering! Don't you think they're cool? They can do a lot of things normal legs can't!"

Completely caught off guard by how easy going she was I gaped, stunned as she took the opportunity to demonstrate by tapping her feet twice, followed by a clicking sound. The two of us watch in silence as a row of roller wheels popped up from the bottom of her feet.

"Jiang! Jiang!" She struck a ballerina pose as she drifted in circles around us.
After gods knew how many circle and ballerina poses, she finally stopped before us. And by that point, the classic hovering circle of angels, has been replaced by a hovering circle of Vic's.

"Now please clap!" she said, as she striked another pose, which I responded to with a slow clap. But Rumble on the other hand clapped vigorously, to the point it was awkward to be beside him. And for some reason, Vic didn't seemed to mind, and continued to strike more poses. It was only until Vic seemed to realize her purpose here, did she finally stop striking poses, and cleared her throat to get both of our attention:

"Alright, let's get started! So which one of you is Kardusenn?" she looked back and forth between us.

"It's him!" Rumble cut me off before I had a chance to speak, and without permission he wrapped his arm around me in bro fashion, "and I am his boss!" Rumble pointed a thumb at himself proudly.

"Get the hell out of here!" I argued, as I broke away myself from his grasp, "You got it the opposite!"

"Hey! You want me to beat you up again brat?"

"Shut the hell up! I will woop your ass right here! Right now!"

Our fight was interrupted by a boisterous laugh from Vic, who gave a big energetic grin and commented:

"You two are pretty close!"

"HELL NO!" Rumble and I protested at the same time, as we separated ourselves at once like magnets of the same spectrum.

"You guys are cute!" she giggled, then turned and faced Rumble: "Oh wait! I haven't caught your name yet?" 

"Call me Rumble!" Rumble replied as he stroke back his hair, and all I could do was watch my cringe meter go up.

"Rumble..." Vic pursed her lips and thought for a moment, "if you're Kardusenn's friend I guess it's ok for you to join our training..."

"I would love to train with you!" Rumble said with steam coming off him like a train.

"NICE! Then let's get started! COME ON!" Vic turned on her heels and stretched her arms, "today we will be working on balance and endurance! Do you guys see the rows of skates here, grab one and we are heading to the tracks!"

We put on our skates and followed Vic to a set of concreate tracks. These were the same tracks I crashed into not long ago...though the part appeared to be repaired, but just looking at that section still gave me a small pang in the back of my head.

"You have both skated before, right?" Vic asked, as the 3 of stood at the starting line of the oval track.

"Yeah, I skated when I was little." I replied.

"Hmph!" Rumble flopped back his hair, and in a 100% stereotypical cocky jock voice stated: "They don't call me hot wheels without a reason!"

"Good! Are you READY???" Vic said with a clenched fist, and I could almost just see that literal fire wrapping around her hand if she were to be an actual elemental now.

"Yeah..." I casually replied.

"YEAHHH!!!" Rumble yelled and flexed his arm in super saiy-(bleep) mode.

"It's good to see you with energy! Alright, then let's make things interesting." Vic clapped her hands together: "Whoever can beat me in this race, I will go out on a date with him! Of course, I will be skating backwards the whole way. If I skate forward even once, then it counts as my loss? Ok?"
As a guy I have to admit, Vic is pretty hot, but she really is not my dish.

Besides, I already have a crush...Or do I?

Rumble looked like he was about to go from super sayi-(bleep) to ascended super sayi-(bleep).

"Alright, on the mark of 10!" she turned to face us and counted down her fingers. The instance she curled her fists, Rumble charged off like a comet.

Maybe the hot wheels part is true...

Right behind him was Vic, who managed to keep a margin of gap with him despite skating backwards. And me...Well you could say I was lightyears behind.

Near the next turn of the corner, the two were neck to neck with one another, not literally, but pretty close...Rumble who had the fury of 9 hells fueling his determination, went for the sharp turn, and not surprisingly so did Vic. Well, you can kind of already guess what's going to happen, as it all went down in one moment. Rumble made a small misstep, loses balance, and rolls on the ground a million times. And it all would have just ended there if it weren't for the fact that Vic was skating backwards. She didn't notice Rumble's fall until she tripped over his body.
The whole action part of it, was kind of painful to watch itself. As I approached, I began to slow down, and came upon the two who seemed to be on top of one another.

"Are you guys alright?..." I asked my voice trailing off already.

"Uhmmm..." Vic who was lying on top of Rumble, sat up and stretched her arms like a cat. "Yeah, I am fine..."

Then with pursed lips I looked down at Rumble, whose face seemed to flattened, as he made dying noises, and choked on his next following words:

"B-oo-oo-..." with a face of a peacefully dying man, he passed out.

"Oh, he passed out." Vic commented.

"Yeah...let's just get him to a hospital." I said, with mental face palm going into the next dimension.

Q: Do you like roller skating?