Hannibal thought this was going to be his day to relax before he had to go on the assignment the group was assigned. He was wrong. Very, very, very wrong about that. Today was going to be something else. Something that he didn't expect to happen at all. Ricchi would ask for a spar. Something that many would just see as simply a light hearted thing. That though was not how it was for Hannibal. He grew up in a place that when you spared someone you didn't hold back. You fought with all you had for many reasons. To get stronger and improve. Or simply to prove you are better than that person. Hannibal could not sense the intentions from Ricchi but believed it was the first part. This was going to be a exercise for them to get stronger and improve their teamwork. A smile would leap over the face of Hannibal as he slowly got up from his seat.
"I did enjoy this relaxation. But can I really say no to this request?" After he said his rhetorical question Hannibal would drink the water that was within his glass. He wanted to to keep hydrated especially on a day like this. He drunk it without having his lips touch the glass.
"Would you like a cup before we go? Don't want you passing out." Hannibal would say as he'd fill the glass back up. He didn't know if Ricchi would accept this offer but wouldn't feel any type of way if he didn't accept the offer. If Ricchi took the glass Hannibal would begin to stretch right there as he drank it. If Ricchi didn't want it Hannibal would just drink it and place it down in his chair. He wanted to walk over there together as he did want to speak to Ricchi about all of this.
"Lead the way Commodore." Hannibal would say. As he was ready for this. He had never seen or heard of how Ricchi fought. So he was going into this without any knowledge of how he'd fight Ricchi at all. He was confident that he would be able to learn that and a lot more by the end of this spar with his Commodore. Hannibal would begin to follow Ricchi whenever he was ready for them to go. He hoped that there would be some shade there they could fight under, but if there wasn't he was fine with that. He had trained in worse conditions so sparring in the blazing heat would more or less be the same as that. Well, that was what he hoped at least. Many things would go through his mind as he waited to follow behind Ricchi. Strangely he would think back to when his Father would scold him about sparring with another Kid from their village.
~Flashback~
Before a young Hannibal was his Father. A disappointed look on his face.
"You lost control again?""No, Father. I was in complete control our spar was to prove I was better. And I did such that." Hannibal would say as he was begin bandaged up by a Woman. She would stop before she could finish as Hannibal's Father would strike the boy with his cane and shake his head in disappointment. Displeased with how his Son was acting. Hannibal would rub the top of his head as tears filled his eyes.
"WHAT I DO?! WHAT I DID!?!" Hannibal would ask confused on why he was hit at all for being honest.
"You hurt that boy, learn control. I don't care the reason of why it is you two spared but if you can't stop yourself from hurting another you don't deserve to fight." His Father would say as he'd bring the crying boy close to him. He kneeled down to his height so he was looking into his eyes as he spoke and before he pulled him into a hug.
"O-Okay." Hannibal would say as he'd go into a full blown cry.
~Present~
It wasn't like that experience correlated to this one that much. It did show part of the reason Hannibal assumed this would a certain type of spar. As he had no doubt Ricchi knew how to fight. He was actually pretty confident he knew how very well. He would just begin to assume that the lessons that his Father had given to him were normal. That almost everyone went through the same things that he had, even when that is not the case at all. Hannibal was being naive to the world as he usually did.
+5 to perception via Race perk
+5 to Endurance and Durability via occupation perk