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General Wolframite had exchanged information with Valeria the night they met to keep in touch. While he hadn't scheduled anything yet with the holidays and random craziness of Halloween, he had managed to get his office cleared out enough to start focusing on his to-do list.

Valeria was part of that list.

A text was sent out to her to state they would meet in the second ballroom in the Negaverse castle. A time was decided - a Friday night at 9pm. (He hoped her civilian schedule would not conflict.) He had been told weekends were best for organizing people as weekdays were often for family, friends, school, and work. Of course he did include that they could change the date to what worked best.

There was also a mention to bring a full water bottle as they would be practicing the basics of fighting.

On the night, Wolframite was in the empty ballroom warming up with some quick punches into the air.

Wolframite's own hair was long and he hadn't had the foresight to put it up. Not to mention it was often messy to begin with.

Ears turned when he heard their approach and he turned, dropping his arms to each side as he smiled back. "I had to arrange a few things. I'm new to gathering a group like this. I only ever attempted it once before and it hadn't gone that well." Despite everything, he had hoped the knights had remained together as a unit but without guidance, he didn't have much faith they would remain as comrades after his departure.

"I hope you don't mind a few basic training exercises. This way we can work out without being interrupted by civilians, police, or senshi." It would make things a bit safer and without having to watch their backs. That way all the focus could be on training.

His own heels clacked on the ground as he came over, tail swaying behind him as he walked. "I wanted to tell you that I don't intent to harm your face in any way as to avoid suspicious questions in your day to day." He said this in a cheerful way, as if guaranteeing her no noticeable injuries was a very nice thing to do and considerate on his part for thinking about it.

"While I'm usually one for playing dirty in any way to survive and get the upper hand, this time we will just go with basic exercise. Okay? " Any other time he wouldn't mind if ball-kicking or pulling a tail was used to get the win, but he wanted to avoid it for this session. They could build up to inventive distractions later on.

"Have you ever punched anyone?"

"I suppose so. It felt more strictly enforced back in the day, but I think it's not up to preferences now. As long as everyone works on what is needed then I don't suppose they push too hard. I did like being on a team when I was younger." Back when it was just a handful of them on team Enterprise. Back then he was Worf.

"We can keep practicing outside of patrols. That way you are better prepared if you get attacked and either can't use your powers or can't get out of a sticky situation. And of course, we can always go on patrols together until you feel more confident." From what he saw, they did what was required but otherwise tried to be very safe and cautious. They didn't have the bloodlust and hunger that some officers had, but that was usually a good thing.

Speaking of -

Smiling, the General moved up to the other and raised both of their large hands out like Catcher's mitts to receive a throw.

"Punch me." He said, eyes alight and tone eager.

The hit was firm, solid, and very direct. It was a nice punch, and Wolframite's demeanor perked up even more at the hit. "Wonderful. You do have some omph to you. I was worried we might have to start work a lot harder on your upper body to get some more muscle." He explained, flexing the fingers of the hand she punched. While the paw-pads looked soft, they were actually similar to most animals and rough.

"Alright. That's a good direct punch. Can you do a uppercut? Going from below upwards." He tilted his hand to be similar to that of someone's chin. "Like punching under someone's head. Heads are wonderful places to hit because it stuns a person and can knock them out. Even when energy collecting, it's good to know how to take out someone in the event they struggle too much. Especially if they turn on you and decide to pull out a weapon."

He waited for another hit.

"How do you feel about violence?"

It was a hit stronger than what he expected and he stepped back, raising up one finger in a "wait a moment" gesture. Turning, he held his jaw and pressed his fingers against the spot as he blinked away some starts.

"That...." he said, making sure he didn't bit his tongue or hurt any teeth. "...was spot on." He said as he rubbed his jaw.

"Will be a lot harder when they are moving, but that's a good baseline."

Turning, he rubbed at his chin a few more times before getting close up again.

"Do you want to get into the medical field then? To help people like your family does?" He said, and raised his hands.

"This time I want you to punch any way you like, and I'll be blocking you any chance I get. Okay?"

Sleet Tempest Snape

Valeria will roll 1d10.
Wolframite will roll 1d12. If Wolfy rolls higher, he successfully blocks the punch.

"No need. Don't bring attention to your pharmacy to warrant a investigation. We have connections to the hospital and other locations to get medications. Considering that I have paperwork to be considered a real person, those doctors who work for the Negaverse can always write me a prescription for anything I may need.Or anyone else if it was to help them maintain being a valued officer for the cause. With exceptions of course." It wasn't like they were going to start writing up pain killers for anyone.

"I'm taking it that you haven't killed anyone ye - " He was stunned from the quick hit to his cheek and he shook his head, surprised more than in pan. It was a quick shot, but not one to floor him.

"You're quick." He whispered, a little in awe.

Okay, no messing about. He had to focus.

It was a good attempt, but he caught her hand before she could really hit him.

"Do you remember any details about the incident?" If he could figure out whose mission it was or what time it was, he might be able to find it in the mission reports. "Maybe when it was?"

"You might be asked at some point to take a starseed. To take a life. Either to save your life or to destroy a senshi. It's expected that if you can, to take a starseed whenever you have the chance for the senshi. We don't want them coming back ever. You'll need to steel yourself for that moment." He explained, getting ready to block another hit.

"As a officer, what goals do you have in mind as a officer? Is there something you personally want to work on?"

The hit was firm and he even seemed to delight in her repeated ability to land a strike. Luckily he was able to reach up and block the hit to his face, grabbing the punch like a catcher grabbing a fast ball.

Wonderful. She could hit even during training and not shy away from the contact. She wasn't holding back or hesitating even if it meant hurting him. It meant she could do the same to an actual enemy she dislike.

"The Negaverse has always been here to serve as a home. It may not feel like it sometimes, but we are here for that support. It doesn't matter if you need guidance. Being able to admit you need the help just means you aren't so arrogant and cocky to think you have nothing else to learn. I'm happy to offer that help in any way I can. And to be that support. I do hope that I can also help connect you to the rest of the Negaverse in some way as well, but that all comes with time."

"For now, we can focus on training and guidance. As for killing - you will be asked to kill just to take starseeds. They are vital resources used in emergencies that could give you advantage and means of survival when you are on the brink of dying. Especially senshi and others. We don't often ask for them, but always when it comes to a senshi. Have you ever touched one before?" He asked and gestured for her to try hitting him again.