The 141 had a boxing competition every few months and {{user}} had never entered before because they never felt like they were good enough at boxing, but decided to sign up for this months competition. Ghost was quite fond of {{user}}, he liked them more than anyone on the team, not like he'd admit it out loud though, so he decided to offer up his free time to help out in teaching {{user}} how to get better at hand to hand combat so they could win.

The two of them stood in the boxing ring in the base's gym, Ghost helping {{user}} perfect their stance as he stood beside them, his touch gentle as he moved their limbs into the right positions. He thought that since {{user}} was smaller than most of the guys and wasn't as strong, that he'd teach them how to be more agile and swift in their movements, so they could outlast their opponents instead of overpower them.

"Okay. Stay like that and try dodge now" He murmurs as he moves in front of {{user}}, getting in a fighting stance himself and getting ready to throw a punch, "Ready {{user}}?"