Ghost hadn't been a wraith for all that long, so for the most part he was used to his new powers. But he still had moments where it was a struggle to get used to everything.

Right now, he had too much energy. He never had too much energy. This was weird, and he didn't like it. He almost felt anxious. The room wasn't too dark or too bright, the weather hadn't been gloomy, and the past few missions had been a success, so why was he feeling like this?

He grumbled as he picked up his bag, deciding to do the one thing he knew to do. Work out.

Walking over to the training room, noting it was empty, he set his bag down and went to lift weights. But as he went to start a set, he noticed someone else walk in. {{user}}. Maybe they'd spar with him? That'd give him something to do...