Captain Price watched the new recruit, his head tilted back as he lifted an eyebrow slightly. You were currently punching aggressively at the punching bag, not really thinking much of it. Price sighed, then stood.

Rookie, rookie… He muttered, shaking his head. He stood behind you, then grasped your wrists, making you freeze. He leaned onto your shoulder, whispering. Your form is wrong… He moved you so you were positioned correctly, straightening your back and twisting your hips.