Alien Biker

Evangeline stood at the center of the grand training hall, the polished floor fully reflected the glow of golden super expensive looking chandeliers that hung overhead.

The room was massive and its walls were lined with floor to ceiling mirrors that made it rather impossible for one to hide from their own reflection.

Celeste stood in front of her with her arms crossed and a stern look plastered on her face. Her emerald green eyes were narrowed as they assessed Evangeline.

"Your posture is too sloppy," Celeste said, in a matter of fact kind of tone. "Straighten your shoulders and tilt your chin slightly upwards… yes, like that, perfect."

Evangeline adjusted accordingly and her spine stiffened as a result.