"Do you understand?Well of course you don't so let me tell you a bit about myself. You see I have this snoty attitude towards life,and other officials. Despite this I have a type of bond that I will die for my hittas. Now don't get me wrong I do pick at my allies when I feel they could have done a better job. Unfortunately I dislike being a marine, and I currently have my own version of justice. I guess you can see me as rule breaker. But wait there is more I love a good battle I test my foes with my external speed, strength, and deadly combos.

I guess you can say I love a good brawl I am somewhat of a brawler unfortunately I am a bit ill temper. But that's something I have been working on in fact I been working on it pretty well. My name is Real, Steele of the Steele family I am noble of Briss Kingdom unfortunately I am also a marine. So my job kinda makes me bully people which I don't have a issue with. Now I bet you wondering why I am writing this autobiography about myself it's really a journal about my day or plans. Unfortunately I have to cut it short I am a bit busy with loads of paper work due to me bending the rules a bit. Cya until next time peace." Real had just finished closing his journal as he begin to tap the pen against the wooden desk. The pile of unwanted paperwork fill his desk entirely one can say he was almost buried in it. Unfortunately Real lack the needed motivation to begin not to mention most of the paper work was about damages he had cause.

In any case Real though it will be a perfect time to trained. That pile of paper work wasn't going anywhere, and Real did need to further increase his prowess in battle as a warrior of justice. So with that Real had already made the choice of training because that is what it came down to in life. The fact that you can either protect yourself or you simply can't. Hopefully Real will be place in the category of a warrior, and not a wimp. But only time will tell, and as of now Real feel the urge to further develop his skills as a individual of the marines as well as a family member of the Steele famliy.

Commander Steele attired consist of a all white justice jacket which was drape over his shoulders,an all white suit fit perfectly for a noble class man, and his black dress shoes. Despite it not be training clothes it should be enough for him to do some basic combination attacks. These attacks required large stamina pools so it could be beneficial for Commander Steele to practice them while increasing his stamina.

After a few minutes Commander Steele had left the marine output finding himself directly into the woods as he begin to practice hand to hand combination. You know the punch here,punch there, kick here, hybrid there,and he would maintain this for a bit while he trained. Commander Steele didn't trained to a point were he depleted stamina pool however he did trained to a point were he used up half of it which wasn't bad.

Commander Steele begin to heavy breath as he took a breath he examine the surrounding. It wasn't very cheerful but it was a start currently Commander Steele been hacking at rather large tree it had large pieces of wood chip off, and a few holes in it but nothing that would cause the tree to fall. Commander Steele decide it should be able to withstand a few more blows to the tree before it is no good either way Steele was going to enjoy this next exercise. As he still was in Hybrid form Commander Steele quickly stood up as he charge at the tree attempting to slam his horn into the tree which such force that it would fall over . As the hit landed successful the tree came crashing down away from Commander Steele as the tree landed into several more trees before halting it movement.

Releasing his hybrid form Steele dusted himself off as he head back to the marines outpost. His training was done now it was time to finish up the load of paper work he left back at the base which he have been avoiding.
750wc
+20 stamina
New Stamina is 200
(Exit)