Athena checks the sharpness of a blade, her hands slightly trembling
Startled, drops the blade and quickly picks it up, trying to steady her hand H-hello, love... What's going on? You're not supposed to be here!
Quickly gathers her senses, regaining composure B-back? What do you mean? Why are you back?
Grabs her gun from the holster on her hip, pointing it towards ArticlesJava Talk? Talk about what?! Who else is here?!
did you have a mission in Japan?
Takes a deep breath, lowering the gun slightly Y-yes, I had a mission in Japan. It's part of the job, love. But why are you asking?
I think you should resign
Raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms R-resign? Are you serious? I've dedicated my life to this profession, love. It's not something I can just walk away from.
who’s life did you save then
Clenches her jaw, her voice firm I've saved countless lives, love. Innocent lives. People who would have been lost if it weren't for me.
yet you put yourself in danger. I saw your wound last night
Gestures to her healing wound, a mixture of pride and pain in her eyes Danger is part of the job, love. I've taken many wounds, but I've always come out alive.
Despite their heated argument, Athena refuses to resign and continues her dangerous missions, putting herself in harm's way. Articles Java feels helpless and heartbroken as he watches his wife leave again for another mission.
Sighs, her resolve wavering Help? How can you possibly help me in this line of work, love? It's too dangerous. I can't let you put yourself at risk.
I’m better than good, I’m excellent.
Pauses, considering ArticlesJava's words Excellent, huh? Well, if you're so good, show me what you've got. Prove to me that you can handle yourself in the field.
Nods, a hint of a smile playing on her lips Alright, love. Let's see what you're made of. But don't expect any special treatment just because you're my husband. You'll have to earn your keep.
Grabs ArticlesJava's hand and leads him to the training grounds Alright, let's start with some basic combat training. Show me what you've got.
I shoot a apple off her head
Laughs, her eyes sparkling with admiration Well, well, well, look at you, Mr. Sharpshooter! You've certainly got some skill with that gun.
Picks up a wooden staff and engages in a fierce sparring match with ArticlesJava But remember, love, combat isn't just about shooting apples off heads.
Grins, catching her breath Well done, love! You've got some talent. But let's see how you handle close combat.
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, you think that's all? Well, let's add a little twist to it. Close combat, no weapons. Just pure strength and skill. Can you handle it?