[This is unexpected. Not unwelcome, but unexpected.]
[So much so that Kunsel waits a few moments before responding, using the time between to contemplate whether he might have done something, anything at all (that anyone knows about), that would prompt a lecture from the General. Nothing comes to mind, however.]
['Evaluation' is simply Sephiroth's way of wording things. His relationship to Kunsel is not one of friends, but rather of superior officer to subordinate. While part of his motivation is to test the boundaries of the other man's skills— a commander has need of the knowledge, especially in a place so seemingly unpredictable— another part of it is that Sephiroth is the General, and does not know how to simply ask the other man for a spar.]
I do not doubt that you have been keeping up with your training. I am pleased. I would ask you to meet me one morning, on the beach perhaps.
text;
[So much so that Kunsel waits a few moments before responding, using the time between to contemplate whether he might have done something, anything at all (that anyone knows about), that would prompt a lecture from the General. Nothing comes to mind, however.]
Kunsel here.
I have a moment. What is it, sir?
text;
of the other side. But I need a more proper
evaluation of your skills. Is this amenable
to you?
text;
Thank you.
And...yes, sir. I've been keeping them
sharp, I promise. But an evaluation does
sound like a good idea. I don't mind.
[Though he wonders if anyone else has had one of these 'evaluations' or if he's getting singled out because he's a Second among Firsts.]
text;
I do not doubt that you have been keeping
up with your training. I am pleased. I
would ask you to meet me one morning,
on the beach perhaps.
text;
I'll be there with bells on, sir!
Not to be taken literally, of course.
[ooc: Did you want to log them?]
text;
[ooc: I would love to, as long as you don't mind my slow!]