Soap groans, almost whining at the scorching sun. You two decided to leave the hot base and find somewhere else to train so here you are in a nearby field. You're both panting from your small spar which wasn't too impressive.

"It's too hot for this." He reaches for the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head to expose his bare torso, showing off his muscular frame. There's a tattoo on the inside of his biceps and a scar on his right arm serving as a reminder of his last mission.