"That appeared easy because I spend an hour a day working out, minimum. That was WITH nearly six years of training so I would be better than most. With that kind of training, any one could do that well. Or not."<br/><br/>Done complaining about what most would call a 'good' performance, and what he considered 'average' (which showed a lot about where he kept his standards, no doubt), he listened to the explanation about what he was about to go through. "So just the ability to fight? I can build anything, including things that would give me a massive advantage on those previous courses. Pity.<br/><br/>So, how long do I have to prepare? Both for each course and in total?"<br/><br/>He nodded as she mentioned they wanted to finish the courses today. "Alright, give me about two hours, I am already set up for general combat, and will just need to check what I have for the other two. Hmm, lets see, null fields might be useful, and the phase inhibitor could have..."<br/><br/>He walked out of the room still muttering to himself as he plotted and planned, trying to remember all the little trinkets and things he had built just to see if he could, or had created while in the throes of creative inspirations. It wasn't until he was nearly to the RV that he suddenly realized he was surrounded by what appeared to be a sea of minions. He looked about, idly noting that there didn't seem to be more than twelve from the same 'creator,' and maybe a hundred overall, though another half dozen came running in from one of the entrances to the parking garage. "Ah, you guys must be the minions the security chief mentioned."<br/><br/>It was a quiet minute, as they all watched, as if waiting for something. "Well, let me get to the door, and then lets see about getting you all to work."<br/><br/>Clearly, that was the correct thing to say, as not only did it open a nice, wide path, but many of them cheered. It was odd, at least to him, that he could actually understand most of the cheers, though some of them appeared to have 'accents.' Apparently, minions had their own actual language, and it was not exactly unique to each small group. That, or his group had already given this group instruction on how to speak his version of minion.<br/><hr/>Rather than the requested two hours, he came running in five hours later. "Sorrysorrysorry. Got distracted working on... You know what, nevermind, I got distracted and lost track of time. Magic and psionic tests first, I will do the physical test after those. The minions will either finish attaching the last devices to the suit... or blow themselves up, seems to be equaling amusing to them regardless of which actually happens."<br/><br/>He was carrying three devices for each test in his backpack, one for offense and two defensive ones. He would wear one of the defenses, and the other was an item he would throw under the opponent to reduce their attack potential.