<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Kevin Finch<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Training Area<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Asmodiel, Ryusei, Mallory<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Training<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Tank Top and Shorts<br/><hr/><br/>Kevin was no stranger to hard training. His parents made sure of that. There would be pain. And to that end, when Asmodiel said stretch, Kevin stretched. The demon was not kidding. It was odd, but in a way Asmodiel was displacing his own father. His parents were seeing less and less of him. It was almost as if they feared the familial ties would get in the way at this point. Or maybe they saw that day as a graduation, away from the childhood home of his early training to here, where it was a job, and Kevin was just another man. Although what had happened was he had gained a new family.<br/><br/>Well not quite family. Good friends at least. And of course, whatever Mallory was. The disaster, and her surviving it, brought them closer than ever - a fact that he was never allowed to forget, especially yesterday, when the whole crew had seen fit to razz the two of them mercilessly. How Lily had managed to arrange flowers being delivered to Mallory in his name, he'd never figure out. Still, he was glad Mallory was here to see this. And not in a macho, "watch me fight" sort of way. But so she could start learning how to defend herself. He had promised he'd always be there to protect her, and he had been good for that promise. But even if it only bought her ten seconds, that might be exactly the time he needed. He certainly came from the wrong family to think that women couldn't defend themselves - from him, "You hit like my mom," was a compliment.<br/><br/>And then there was Ryusei. Half-demon himself, he was one of the people breaking through Kevin's usual prejudices about demons. Though his parents had slipped in an occasional "Some demons will be your allies," in their conversations, as they had to if their son was going to work for SOPHE, ergo, with demons as well as against them, they were also the kind of people who would routinely use terms like "the Good Ones." Training with Ryusei had been a godsend, though, not only in terms of adjusting his attitude, at least somewhat, but also because it was a way to train to fight demons without actually risking death like in the field. Ryusei could always be counted upon to serve as a good sparring partner and teach Kevin a thing or two. If a few hundred bruises were the price, it was certainly worth paying. Especially if it meant he was better able to keep the girl watching them safe.