Oliver was cool calm and collected. This was just another simulation for him. It was Pasha's mind that was conjuring up all of the negative and nervous energy. That was why it was late at night in the room and everything looked as if it was all barricaded off from the outside. The only light came from a pair of lamps. Pasha was standing there with his hands behind his back. Oliver just looked at him. He was just looking at Oliver. The blond boy scoffed. "Looking at me isn't going to do anything! Assume the position on the bed and start emitting your Black Pulse already." Pasha got on the bed, but not in doggystyle. It looked like he was going for a mating press. "Get into position!" Oliver snapped. Pasha smirked and said "I am in position! We do it a bit differently in Russia. Real men look each other in the eyes! We have nothing to fear in here." Oliver groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He was already over this. Pasha began to emit his Black Pulse. It seemed he was stuck in the mid 40s. His suit melted away, but he was still in a white jockstrap. Oliver emitted his White Pulse. It was 80.
Even with the underwear in the way, Oliver's White Pulse was more than enough to connect with the Black Pulse. Pasha hummed in excitement. "We're connected now, comrade. I can feel it, Oliver." he said. Oliver did not say anything. He was quiet and let the remaining time elapse. When it was over, they got a 5 minute break before they were to try again. The second time went better than the first. Oliver knew that Pasha could handle it. As soon as they returned to the room, it was a bit brighter. Both of them began emitting their pulses right away. The connected and it felt better. Oliver did not hold back. He had managed to get to 86 through his training. Pasha reached 43. It was 2 less than last time. The synchronization was still stable. Near the end of the second session, Pasha was huffing and puffing. "Don't know how long I can keep it up, comrade." he warned. Oliver looked down at him and said "Do your best. This is for you to keep piloting." he said. Pasha managed to hold his Black Pulse until the end. There was a bit of a drop off though. They got their 5 minutes to relax and regroup.
The 3rd session was hard. Pasha stalled for a whole minute. He could barely get his up to 37 this time. Oliver also felt the drain of doing it 3 times in a row. There was a certain level of stress to have to start and stop and start again when it came to emitting the pulse in these trials. As recruits, their bodies were not used to it. Oliver went down to 81. It was enough for the connection to form. Oliver could feel the synchronization with the white haired Russian boy. Pasha's strength went out with a minute to go. His Black Pulse rate was dropping severely. By the end of the session, they had lost synchronization. Oliver frowned deeply when he left the simulation. It had never happened to him before. Pasha looked exhausted as he gasped for breath. He was drenched in sweat. Oliver crouched down and said "You managed to synchronize with me twice. That's really good. You just need to get it done at least once tomorrow. Kyo is a very good Top. Choose him. He's also pretty friendly, so he will guide you through it." Pasha was too tired to say anything back. He did reach out and squeezed his hand.
