RP LOG POST, POSSIBLY NSFW.
Iris felt slightly bad about not telling anyone in the apartment that she was actually spending the evening training with the reploid fellow that she knows only as 'Jetblack', or 'Jet' for short, and that she didn't have Floramon with her either but... Her partner was to over-protective and seemed to just dislike Jet right out.
It reminded her of her brother, but it really didn't help with the training. In fact it had been more of a hindrance. Not that she'd tell Floramon that.
But that was far from Iris' mind as the little training session had ended, and she simply felt completely worn out.
"Thank you... Again for the lessons, Mister Jet," Iris said, in between short breaths, as she tried to not let her fatigue show and smiled slightly. "I should be heading home..."
It reminded her of her brother, but it really didn't help with the training. In fact it had been more of a hindrance. Not that she'd tell Floramon that.
But that was far from Iris' mind as the little training session had ended, and she simply felt completely worn out.
"Thank you... Again for the lessons, Mister Jet," Iris said, in between short breaths, as she tried to not let her fatigue show and smiled slightly. "I should be heading home..."