While Zwei was wondering why he was there, Mithra was having her own inner dilemma. Mainly why the everloving hell did she think she could be a teacher? She barely managed to pass her classes to begin with. Was teaching fighting the same as teaching lessons? She was really good at hitting things. Thought maybe that was all she was really good at. No! She needed to clear her head. Zwei was counting on her to teach him how to fight. She was fine with disappointing herself, but she refused to let anyone else fail because of her. With her newfound determination she quickly put a plan together for his training.
"Alright. While standard fitness is very important, I can just give tasks for him to do on his own free time. What we really need to go over is technique." As she spoke aloud to herself, she twirled a pen in her massive hands. "He seems to be a speed type, so we should focus on counters more than anything. Along with standard weapon form." With a wide grin spreading across her face, the blonde giantess quickly wrote out a training regimen. She could feel every gear click, every idea was flowing. She could do this! "Don't worry Zwei. Ill make sure to give you everything I've got!"
It took the loud ringing of the alarm she had set to finally rouse Mithra from her excited scribblings. "Im gonna be late!" What she neglected to remember is she has set her alarm early for this exact reason. She quickly threw on a tight fitting tube top that she used for workouts. Her muscled abdomen and arms were left free to the air as she grabbed her gym bag and ran down to the gym.
The familiar scent of sweat and metal greeted her as she slowly walked into her favorite room of the campus. With a smile she ran her fingers along the white walls as she made a mental note of the machines they were. She returned a few waves from her other regulars.The cold heavy metal sent a familiar chill up her arm as she loaded up her barbell. She set 400 pounds and let it rest as she lowered herself onto the bench. She was cutting into her gym time to train Zwei so why not get in what she can? Her long fingers wrapped around the metal bar, and with a grunt of effort she lifted the weight into the air. Her biceps bulged slightly as her strength was put into full use. She started off slowly, rhythmically pumping the bar in a standard bench press. The strain on her muscles was welcome, it was a constant reminder of how far she had come from a sickly child laying in bed all day. With another grunt she began to increase her pace, working her arms harder to make up for the short amount of time she had. A familiar mask in the crowd cut off her thoughts. A loud sigh heralded the return of the barbell to it's resting place as the large woman got to her feet. Mithra stretched her arms overhead for a moment before waving at her new friend and pupil. "Zwei! Come on over! WE got a lot to do today!"