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Angel nodded back at Azrael, who immediately answered her phone and beeper. Angel noticed, with some curiosity, that though the Ground Combat girl had answered the call, she held the phone away from her ear at a distance, and she doubted it was because Azrael had super hearing. She continued to watch as Azrael quickly swept out of the hanger, handling both her phone and beeper with ease. Angel shrugged. It was probably normal for her, anyway, to be juggling two tasks. Many people in the Academy could multi-task. Sadly, Angel thought with some bitterness, she couldn't.

Checking her watch, Angel realized it was time for her to shift and quickly finished up her job. She would have been on time, had all the random people walking in and out interrupt her. With a relieved sigh, Angel shut the hood and patted it. She'd have someone wax it later. She never liked giving a car back without giving it a nice makeover as well. Call it a bit control-freakish, but Angel didn't mind. She focused on doing a good job, and that was exactly how she handled the garage. Angel walked down the long line of cars that still awaited maintenance, stripping off her Mechanic's jumper and hat as she did. She passed by Billy, who was currently deeply emersed in a car. "Shifting time for me, Billy," she called. "I'll be back in a bit." Billy grunted something in acknowledgement, completely distracted. Angel smiled. She cherished hard workers. Perhaps that was why she chose Billy for an assistant. Clumsy, and possessed a lot of annoying habits, but a hard worker. She liked that.

Victoria very calmly drew two short knives and threw them behind her back expertly. Raya's shirt ripped loudly, and a large chunk of hair on the left side of Requiem's head mysteriously went missing. "I can tell from your tone of voice that you think I'm mentally challenged. And I know that was a joke, but I'm still insulted. The last person who insulted me and my intelligence found themselves quite suddenly at the bottom of the ocean with an anchor tied to their feet."
Victoria flashed a smile. "And by the way, a good spy never reveals her name." She began walking out the gate, only to be stopped by a teacher.
"Get back in, young lady!" the teacher roared.
"I'm not afraid of you," Victoria scoffed. "I'm out of this dump."
The teacher grabbed her by the shoulder and threw her into Stealth. "Ow! Can I at least get food?"
"That isn't what you're here for," the teacher said mysteriously before shutting the door.

"Well, crap." Requiem said and put his hand to his head, not a lot of his hair was gone but still, it was the principal of the thing. "Eh, Guess i was about due for a haircut anyway." sighing he continued on to the Cafeteria, a little miffed, but otherwise still happy. "Well, she seemed nice." he said to Raya. "Other than the fact that she threw daggers at us, perhaps mentioned to kill me later, and makes me think she truly is crazy." he said counting the list of things on his fingers before putting them into his pockets. "But otherwise nice."

As she passed by the dorms, Angel realized how filthy she must looked and stopped by her room for a quick shower. She always welcomed cleaned skin. Being in the garage most of the time, she didn't get that very much. She finished the bath as quickly as she could and changed into her medic uniform. Angel didn't necessarily like it as much as her Mechanic one.

Fully cleaned and refreshed, Angel made her way down the halls. The infirmary was near the main office of the Academy, where she worked part of the time. For Medic students, there were a few separate rooms a bit furthur down the main hallway, to practice medical procedures and study theories. Usually, the students wouldn't be allowed to work in the Infirmary, but as a top student, Angel was granted the rare privilege. She wasn't the head of the student class like she was in the Mechanic division, though.

Angel entered the Infirmary and quickly signed in with the head Nurse. The first thing she did after was check up on her patient. He was zoning out on his bed, idly assembling and disassembling a pistol. It wasn't hard to creep up on him. He hardly noticed her as she walked up, and only snapped to attention once she promptly plucked the weapon from his hands.

"Playing with weapons ain't exactly the thing to do when trying to heal."

The young man made a face. It was probably supposed to be a scowl, but he somehow failed at doing it properly. "Aw, come on! I was... uh, studying! Yeah, studying my combat material!"

Angel only raised an eyebrow at him and held up his gun. "Studying the separate parts of a pistol. Mm-hmm, I'd sure like to take that class someday." The young man leaned back into his pillow, scowled again, and crossed his arms. "Now get some rest. You can study your material later." Setting the pistol down on the head Nurse's desk, Angel got a chart and filled it out.

Raya watched the boy (Devin) walk by with a steak, "I think I'll have that. I'm a huge carnivore. it's disgusting, really." She went and got the exact same thing the boy had gotten and went and sat down at the table with him, "You'v got great taste in food."

"We've got steak?" Requiem said looking at the plates Raya and some other boy had. "Woohoo!" he said as he went to the line and got 2 before grabbing some mashed potatoes and gravy with corn on the cob. He sat down At the sam table as Raya and the other guy. he looked down at the plate and rubbed his hands together "yum." was all he said before ketting a fork and knife and just eating.