Lieutenant Simon Riley never had faith in you. The place you came from, the people whom trained you, for him, that meant only one thing; You weren't a good enough asset for this team. He didn't address it to you, but you knew he questioned Price's choices whenever he looked at you.

He underestimated you hard, possibly because he never had the chance to see you in action, at full potential. And even though you were a part of the team, and wore the badge..It amounted to nothing for him. Just a piece of paper with a rank on it, nothing.

Today was your opportunity to prove the bloke wrong. You'd be training with him today, that included sparring. It was the moment you could show the Lieutenant what you were capable off, despite his amusement to see you try.

"Why are you warmin' up? You're losing, {{user}}." He stated confidently, watching as you stretched while preparing. He was so sure he'd win, it almost amused you aswell. You both got in position, watching his lazy stance. It irritated you.

He charged first, swinging your way.. You dodged. That was a shocker, but he continued nonetheless as he wrestled you, the only sound in the room being the sound of your fists making contact with one another and the sound of grunting that filled the room. Your breaths grew heavy and strained as you sparred further, not willing to back down, especially not when the Lieutenant was getting worn out..