With roughly a week to go until she would head to Kou on the military exchange program, Ayero decided to make use of the time Octavius allowed her to prepare. With the help of both the General and Sly, she had put her affairs in order concerning her recruits in the Fanalis Corps. While she had no doubt that the cadets would be in good hands, she was still nervous. Rather, she was projecting part of her tension over them, not wanting to completely admit to herself that she was very, very nervous about entering into this exchange with Kou. She understood that while she could not simply do as she pleased anymore, her actions would likely be under heavier scrutiny in the eastern country.
In an attempt to help relieve those fears, Ayero had set out to spend a few days by herself in one of Reim’s more densely forested areas. She’d been feeling rather sluggish lately, and training would both distract her from the bitter thoughts of her friends’ death and her own nervousness. If I’m going for the military, I really should be in top shape. There are a few things I’ve been trying to work on, it’s best to see if I can perfect them before I Ieave. While Ayero was confident in her abilities as a warrior, Kou was renowned for their military prowess. She wanted to be ready in the case that anything turned sour.
Not that she assumed that it would happen—rather, Ayero felt a bit blind going into this situation. She wanted to trust Kou and their intensions, but she also wanted to be prepared for any situation. Octavius was able to soothe her troubled mind somewhat, the older Fanalis seeming confident that Kou had good intentions with this exchange.
That new Emperor…I wonder how secure his rule is? By now Ayero had made it to a decent camping spot and set down the pack she had strapped to her back. Kneeling to the ground, the young woman began to remove the contents of the bag. From what I’ve heard for myself and have been told by others, his policies seem radically different that the previous Emperor’s. I wonder if the people there will be resistant to change, or if they will embrace more peaceful ways? Ayero grunted as she fitted a tent pole together, her brows knitting briefly in mild frustration.
Whenever she thought about the civilian population of Kou, Ayero was ashamed to admit that she could only picture them in her head as monsters. She knew that this likely wasn’t true—having traveled extensively to several different countries herself, she came to understand that the general population typically wanted a stable life where they would have food, safety, and care. Conflict was generally avoided where it could be, unless there were extenuating circumstances. This was what she had witnessed across the board, so why should the people of Kou be any different? She did her best to keep an open mind, but her own prejudices easily crept into her thoughts.
Rising to her full height, Ayero adjusted the canvassing around the tent before becoming satisfied. She’d was glad to be out here and away from the city for a bit. As much as she enjoyed having a life with some stability in it, she did miss being able to come and go as she pleased.
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In an attempt to help relieve those fears, Ayero had set out to spend a few days by herself in one of Reim’s more densely forested areas. She’d been feeling rather sluggish lately, and training would both distract her from the bitter thoughts of her friends’ death and her own nervousness. If I’m going for the military, I really should be in top shape. There are a few things I’ve been trying to work on, it’s best to see if I can perfect them before I Ieave. While Ayero was confident in her abilities as a warrior, Kou was renowned for their military prowess. She wanted to be ready in the case that anything turned sour.
Not that she assumed that it would happen—rather, Ayero felt a bit blind going into this situation. She wanted to trust Kou and their intensions, but she also wanted to be prepared for any situation. Octavius was able to soothe her troubled mind somewhat, the older Fanalis seeming confident that Kou had good intentions with this exchange.
That new Emperor…I wonder how secure his rule is? By now Ayero had made it to a decent camping spot and set down the pack she had strapped to her back. Kneeling to the ground, the young woman began to remove the contents of the bag. From what I’ve heard for myself and have been told by others, his policies seem radically different that the previous Emperor’s. I wonder if the people there will be resistant to change, or if they will embrace more peaceful ways? Ayero grunted as she fitted a tent pole together, her brows knitting briefly in mild frustration.
Whenever she thought about the civilian population of Kou, Ayero was ashamed to admit that she could only picture them in her head as monsters. She knew that this likely wasn’t true—having traveled extensively to several different countries herself, she came to understand that the general population typically wanted a stable life where they would have food, safety, and care. Conflict was generally avoided where it could be, unless there were extenuating circumstances. This was what she had witnessed across the board, so why should the people of Kou be any different? She did her best to keep an open mind, but her own prejudices easily crept into her thoughts.
Rising to her full height, Ayero adjusted the canvassing around the tent before becoming satisfied. She’d was glad to be out here and away from the city for a bit. As much as she enjoyed having a life with some stability in it, she did miss being able to come and go as she pleased.
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