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The work and pain is never ending. ‘Re-training’, Roderick calls it. Because her initial training wasn’t long and awful enough, apparently, so now, years later, Kamaria is being put through all of the misery again.
He works her all day long - running, weights, sparring, punching bag, every exercise he can think of, and the worse mood he’s in, the more outrageous and painful it all becomes. Treadmill marathons with her hands cuffed behind her back, sensory deprivation spars, stress positions with weights. Then of course, there are sessions in the punishment room when she doesn’t live up to his standards.
And all of that is followed by her regular missions. She may be in re-training, but her father’s organization still needs enemies taken out. She gets an hour in the evening to rest, if she’s lucky, before she’s out on the streets, slipping through the shadows to cross town and back.
By the time she actually falls into bed, she can barely see straight. Her limbs weigh two tons each, her head swirls and sends her stumbling across her tiny bedroom. She doesn’t even bother to take off her jacket or her boots, just crashes onto the cot and is immediately asleep. The only good news is that she’s too exhausted to have nightmares.
A few short hours later, her alarm is blaring and it’s time to start it all again.