[b]Training, Training, and Even More Training Merc Cruiser, Training Room[/b] [i]As much as it took, Jupiter refused to get up She already had a black eye, a sprained wrist, and an injured foot, but she kept getting back up The man swung a haymaker, and she parties it, finally landing a hit on him as she managed to send him sprawling on the deck that was the boxing ring Hand to hand combat, she had been working on it for a while now, and refused to give up since she had no clue how to fight The man stands back up, repeating the process Punch Punch Pu- She knocked him to the ground again, and once more it was repeated The beaten and battered girl was finished with this part of her training, now, she was to get herself cleaned up, and be ready for rifle training She sighs, walking to the showers as she picks up a medical device It was like a scanner, but healed tissue quickly and effectively She held it over her eye, and she felt the pain go away as it healed immediately Sighing, she stepped into one of the showers, cleaning herself up, and then redresses in a fresh set of clothing, making her way to the shooting range[/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]