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So much for being not roused. There was a point in time where Vincent had to wake up, but that was mostly because people were still arriving. Vincent opened up his tired-looking eyes and shot a glare at a certain newcomer. Alecsander Bordaine...Vincent knew nothing about him, aside from the nickname he just presented, so his next statements were going to come off as rude no matter how it was spun. "You like to talk..." Vincent complained in the groggy tone of a kid that had only recently woken up. He looked more awake, but it wasn't a noticable change to anybody but him.
Vincent sized up Alecs, but he kept his opinion to himself. "Why are you looking at stars...?" Vincent looked up, but what he saw were just momentary sparks. Life as ephemeral as a single strike of lightning...kind of like the real world. "Oh...I forgot to introduce myself." Vincent shook his head; a momentary lapse of concentration made him speak out of turn when nobody here even knew his name. "Vincent Ilinichina Morrison. I...don't like stars." Vincent's monotone voice and dead eyes were haunting, but even more so than that was his seeming apathy concerning everything aside from his goal.
The dark-skinned boy looked back at Alecs, curious about the man's reason for being here. How did he plan to survive with such a common attitude...it was childish. People who didn't take absolutely everything seriously were already dead in Vincent's eyes, and he would not mourn them if they passed. He was hardly brushing seventeen, and already he had made his stance plenty clear when he arrived. Vincent sighed out of knowing that these thoughts could be saved more a more appropiate time.
"How can you be so happy?" The word Vincent was looking for just so happened to be calm...something Vincent decidedly wasn't. Out of all the cadets who would rather forget the past, or the future, Vincent couldn't help but keep his violet eyes trained on what was ahead. The risk, the reward, and the eventual prize waiting for him at the end of it all. It was a horrifying prospect, and one that charged Vincent's desires just like that fleeting lightning strike he was thinking about. A while asking that question, Vincent covered his eyes with his hair and looked away, his face red with embarrassment. It might've been hard to pick up, but he was looking to Alecsander for advice on being as calm as he was. "N-nevermind..." Even then, Vincent kept his sentences extremely short to avoid speaking too much.
It takes a strong man to deny what's right in front of him. And if the truth is undeniable, you create your own. The truth is that you're here because you wanted to feel like something you're not: A hero.
Colonello stopped dead in his tracks and turned around when he heard the word "Idiot". That word got him so... Pissed off and he was drunk out of his wits it was not a wise decision to agitate him. Colonello had a tendency of getting rather... physical. "Who the f*ck do you think you're talking to you rude little piece of sh*t." Colonello said as he got right in that lady's face his breath smelled heavily of alcohol but he seemed as sober as can be he was just really pissed off.
"I don't remember asking your name, OH WAIT! That's because I don't give a dead moose's last sh*t who you are. I ain't like the rest of these bottom feeders I don't give a damn about your shiny little sticker that says your a corporal... I don't even know what that is nor do I care. F*ck that Corporal sh*t, I'm Colonello b*tch!" He exclaimed like a drunken assh*le he was, Colonello was a failure simply because he had no sense of hierarchy everywhere he went he was the top dog and if someone thought other wise they were best to prove so. Colonello refused to comply with people he deemed were not worthy to have him.
"Fine you wanna drink, lets drink sugar tits. I bet you think the sun shines right out of your a**. First you have audacity to insult my intelligence then you offer a young man like myself whine... an old woman's drink? Now who's really the idiot here." Colonello said as he sat in a chair opposite of the woman pulling out a pack of cigarettes while staring at the "Corporal".
I'm here because you can't accept what you've done, It broke you. You needed someone to blame, so you cast it on me. A dead man. You're no savior. Your talents lie elsewhere...
“He who joyfully marches to music in rank and file has already earned my contempt. - - - -
Sutāku Toho
Suta would stop his training the moment he saw the colonello, his eyes locking to the man with a deep gaze. They didn't move as he listened to people talk and a few others join into their little group, Suta himself didn't even move until the colonello's final outburst.
At that point things happened rather quickly.
After his out burst Suta made his way around, not really doing much besides looking as though he was going to the other side. Once he was behind the colonello though he would instantly shoot a massive kick towards the side of the mans head.
Not only was it a blind side but it was against a opponent that wasn't faced him and piss drunk. The aim was to knock the man out, either that or daze him extremely.
- - - - He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would suffice. ”
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Anastasia was excited to see what the bragger would bring on his expedition. She was pretty confident she brought the most expensive, however the criteria was to bring the best. Now that she thought of it, she only looked for the the most pricey. What if he wanted the best tasting, or the nicest bottle. A big bottle? Anastasia sank a little having a small shadow of doubt cloud her eyes. She has to win, she had to. She really wanted everyone to like her. She really wanted to be everyone's friend.
Then someone came in obviously drunk and throwing up, causing a scene. Well...maybe not everyone. she thought her legs trembling when she saw the man. She had never been exposed to a drunken man before in her life, she honestly didn't know what was wrong with him at first, but it didn't take long to realize the man had been drinking and was just acting crazy. It clearly didn't please anyone here. However they were there to get together and have fun. That was what Azreth had intended with this cookout. She watched him go off on the corporal, and Suta going to kick him. It made her nearly drop her plate. We didn't need to go off attacking eachother now.
J-just a moment! That is enough! Anastasia said her voice big as she approached them as soon as the deed was done. He's drunk, he doesn't know what's happening. We should just take him someplace to rest. she said looking to the blonde man. She didn't want to touch him, for fear he might snap at her instead. Anastasia was a delicate flower, despite how much she hated being so. A noble groomed into a more comfortable lifestyle never had to deal with this situation before. She's never been yelled at, or been hurt. She thought it was pretty pathetic herself, considering she was going to get just that here in training. No one was going to baby her here. She was going to get yelled at, she was going to get hurt. She had to toughen up, so she swallowed and grabbed the sleeve of his shirt looking to him. Hey, you're causing a disturbance. If you're so intoxicated, you should go to bed! she said to him loudly. The tiny pixie narrowed her eye at him and tried moving the large man to no avail. She was just so small, and tried as she did to pull or push him, he never budged. Not even once.
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Exodus eventually had to stand up after things began to escalate. He assumed this wasn't the way things were supposed to end up, but as soon as he caught sight of Suta, he glared. "Don't." Exodus walked up to the group that was forming and switched his gaze between the two women and the drunken lunatic. "Let's see...we have two aggressive targets, and one passive target. The passive target isn't a threat, but she is in the way...the aggressive targets may cause trouble, but only a single aggressive target is on the opposing side. If the 'friendly' aggressive target stops or misses and the enemy target attacks, I may not be able to stop him...however...leverage is a powerful tool. I should deal with the passive targets first."
Exodus stepped in front of Anastasia and shook his head. "Please, stand back." The white-haired boy paused, wondering what he could say that'd cause Anastasia to disengage from attempting to coax the man away from the scene. "I don't think he'll respond. Don't engage him." He looked around for a second before continuing, taking care to say as little as possible. He seemed apologetic...perhaps not for the foolish man, but for the way things started to turn out. He gave a quick bow, as he had to introduce himself despite jumping in to an already dangerous situation. "Vincent Ilinichina Morrison. Nice to meet you." He stated quickly as he gave some of his attention to Suta.
If Suta attacked and didn't give off the same effect he was hoping for then...this could become very bad, very quickly. Things would collapse even faster than just leaving him alone, and that's why engaging him was a no-go. Suta had so foolishly started something that didn't need starting, and Exodus wasn't going to go for it. Exodus could only hope that he spoke fast enough to get Suta to drop the attack mid-way, otherwise they may have a fight on their hands. "What should I do...?" Exodus mumbled to himself, wondering if it would be smart to try and fight if it came down to that. If so, he'd have to do it alone...unlike Suta who may kill the man, Exodus could properly incapacitate him without kicking him in his thick skull. "I don't know if I'm big enough to deal with this. He's got eleven inches and easily one hundred pounds over me. I can't...do anything about that." Exodus didn't know how he could do something against somebody who was more than likely stronger than him considering the weight and height advantage.
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Aster looked at Suta and the drunk. Firstly she stood her tall stance stood to face Ana as she noted that her own glass had shattered from her anger, Although being a Corporal meant she was also a mediator, she also hated her job. her red uniform was red for a reason, hiding the blood stains accumulated from battle scars, Aster was a pale faced woman with a porcelain like fragility to her stature, although she had survived
" it is okay Lady Ana this man is more than drunk he is an B-A-K-A!! BaaaKA...." she spat in his face before turning to Ana again. "no one with brains would insult a corporal unless they were looking for jail time.. or in my thoughts want to be catapulted over the wall as munchies for those darn titans.. and to be honest i could not give a s**t.. this guy is a failed cadet with no understanding of teamwork, no right person would consider this person as a comrade because he endangers not only his life, but those of the legion too ...that is sadly why he failed his first training.. too big headed to listen to orders .. too self involved to understand the high requirement to co-operate .. he is too self absorbed in the exuberance of his own deluded and distorted importance that he assumes he has...this is why he does not bother me.. and should not bother you..." she placed a calming shoulder now on Suta,
" this is the rise he wants.. let him embarrass himself.. he is only making himself look stupid... " She gave a wink and a smile to the both of them ( Ana and Suta ). Looking at her cut hand she sighed, it was not like her to get so riled up. " One of those Bottom feeders was my husband...He died in service protecting the likes of yourselves from Titan invasion..i have not forgotten that i were once a bottom feeder too ... in fact my rank means little to me apart from being compensation for my losses so if i hear someone say to me.. how high above i reckon myself...." she paused took a strip of her shirt binding her wrists with them, " then i am going to defend the honor of those that died..for you to speak so disrespectful is like spitting on the graves of the dead .. and i will not tolerate this behavior from anyone.." Aster walked up towards the drunk, forgetting his name as it was not all that important to her, " so without further ado...your so big you think your smart how about you hit me.. go on do it see if your man enough to hit a woman"
It takes a strong man to deny what's right in front of him. And if the truth is undeniable, you create your own. The truth is that you're here because you wanted to feel like something you're not: A hero.
Colonello went to light his cigarette when he noticed the room had shaken rather violently. It took him just seconds to realized he had been kicked...
A very poor choice.
Colonello was a extremely irritable man when he was sober when he was drunk... His action speak for themselves. Although he kept his attention on the woman he was speaking to before. Colonello had little to no clue what was going on around him he was just in a quiet rage. He felt a wetness on his face. He touched it and licked it off casually. The sense was beginning to return to him just at that Corporal was screaming at him, his head in a daze she was saying something about her husband. Frankly Colonello might have won a world record if he gave any less of a sh*t. "Why do you feel the need to tell me useless bullsh*t! Wake up call we've all lost someone Err I just... F*CK GET AWAY FROM ME!"
Colonello was beginning to enter one of him famous ramages where he became unresponsive and simply destroyed. The last time it happened Colonello beat some poor b*****d to death in a gang brawl. Perhaps his violent episode where due to his addiction to cocaine and frequent use of it.
His head was racing he felt people tugging on him and pushing him, He looked down and saw a silver haired girl pulling on him and shouting something he couldn't comprehend, but his heart kept beating... slower... and slower until it felt as if everything was in slow motion.
"Who f*ck do you think your kicking! Don't f*ck with me!" Colonello said as he faced Suta.
"Wait I know you! Your just one of those butt buddy cadets I was stuck with, f*cking Judas'. So you want to fight? Fine go ahead swing first." Colonello said as he felt himself open for a punch of sorts, with no sense of pain or fear Colonello had enough brawn to go pound for pound with the best of them and the skills to match.
I'm here because you can't accept what you've done, It broke you. You needed someone to blame, so you cast it on me. A dead man. You're no savior. Your talents lie elsewhere...
Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2013 3:34 pm
“He who joyfully marches to music in rank and file has already earned my contempt. - - - -
Sutāku Toho
It came to a mild surprise that Colonello had not only not been knocked unconscious but also didn't even seem to feel it. As the scene became quite chaotic and Colonello got in close with Suta he didn't make a move or a expression, his eyes just stayed unwavering.
He didn't respond or move for the longest time until his voice finally broke the tension. "I was hoping a simple kick and a fake story would have ended this conflict but it appears not....how sad".
With that he turned away from Colonello and simply walked out of the area, going towards the town once more. When he was a few steps from them all he would turn his head slightly and add on "If you really want to fight someone Colonello at this point I'm sure the entire group is ready to pounce on you. That's how it always is, one big person being a bully until the mass no longer can stand it. And we all know what happens to that person, now don't we".
He made his way away from the barracks at that point and headed towards town. He was neither worried or cared if the Colonello came after him, he just was sad that the big lug didn't go down.
- - - - He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would suffice. ”
Sparkman watched the situation unfolding as she examined what was going on with the drunk and other cadets. "This doesn't look good..." Sparkman thought to herself as she watched the smaller cadet trying to push him as she told him that he was being disruptive and that he should go to bed. Sparkman agreed with this as she got up, "Excuse me for a moment..." she told Nik as she couldn't help but try to work things out in a more calm manner. When she got up she listened to Aster, and as she approached them she looked over to see another cadet as he swung a kick at the drunk. "No wait!-" Sparkman shouted out to Suta as she was much too late as he had successfully kicked the drunk cadet, however this cadet didn't get knocked out, he didn't even act like he felt a thing, he simply just got more angry and irritated which was something that Sparkman didn't want to happen here at the friendly social gathering, she always found fights to be troublesome in times like these. There was a tense moment of silence after Colon's slurring before Suta finally broke that silence with a comment that told what his intentions were before walking out. Sparkman watched, looking simply baffled as the cadet passed by as he left the barracks. Sparkman hesitated for a moment, before deciding to fallow Suta as she wanted to make sure she wondered what the other cadet was thinking, though granted she believed she had no right to poke her nose in one's business, this curious and concerned nature of her couldn't be helped. Sparkman exited the barracks as she tried her best to catch up to the other cadet. "So you tried to go ahead and knock his lights out huh? Did you think of a back up plan for if it didn't knock him out?" Sparkman asked, though she wasn't completely angry or enraged by his actions as she could see he only meant good intentions, she was still slightly annoyed at Suta's actions for the sole reason that she didn't know how the drunk would act if he wasn't knocked out by that blow, there could have been a brawl, luckily that was not yet the case.
♕xAZRETHx♕ congratulated Alis, clapping him on the back before taking the smaller bottle of wine in hand and heading back towards the camp. He'd been gone for a bit too long, and even though he knew Sebastian and Nik could handle s**t, they couldn't mediate as well as he could. And in a large gathering of people -- especially young hotheads -- there were bound to be some issues one way or another.
The young Lord tucked himself into a tight ball, speeding through the air with the momentum of his fall, and as he straightened when they neared camp, he bit back a curse at seeing a figure -- Suta? -- kick another. s**t. Azreth pulled his arm back and threw the bottle of wine Alis had procured, and the bottle hit the ground with a loud crash, the glass shattering and liquid flying into the air. The flames danced in blues and greens as they absorbed the liquid, and everyone's heads turned towards the source of the commotion. Enter Azreth, stage left.
The young Lord landed gracefully on his feet, dislodging the anchors from his 3DMG, and Alis landed beside him. Azreth quickly stripped off the leather and metal, wordlessly setting it atop his bag, and Nik helped Alis out of his set. Azreth padded to the center of the large group, offering them all a wide, disarming grin. Everyone was on their feet, and tension was in the air; perfect. Lord Deservian glanced over at the man reeking of liquor as Suta spoke and walked away from the group, running a hand through his blonde hair.
"My most sincere apologies for being delayed in returning, everyone. While I wanted us to get to know each other, I think we should save the sparring for training, yes?" He offered the group a grin and waved at Alis behind him, bottle of liquor in his hands. "Besides, while I was foolish enough to waste a particularly fine vintage, Alis here kept his in hand. Now, I'm sure we can find a better use for it than breaking up petty squabbles and d**k-measuring contests?" That got a few snickers.
As the young Lord spoke, he felt the tension begin to dissipate -- from an early age, he had been dealing with all sorts of arguments and fights, breaking them up and mediating on his father's two estates. So, sad to say, he was actually quite used to dealing with this sort of thing, and the best remedy was to divert people's attention. Which is what he did. Azreth waved a hand at the grill, his lips curling into a smile as he stooped and grabbed some choice cuts of meat, setting them on the iron rack above the flames. "Now. If those of you who arrived while I was away wouldn't mind introducing yourselves, I'd be more than happy to gift you with some food if you'll tell me what you want." Immediately, he saw eyes light up in the circle of firelight, and hid a smile behind his hand. Since meat was so expensive these days, he was sure most of these guys hadn't tasted it for years -- if it all.
"Come on, then, don't be shy -- I honestly bought more than we needed, I think, and there's enough here for second and third helpings if you're all still hungry." Azreth motioned to the five pounds of various meats and fish behind him with the tongs, winking conspiratorially at his companions. "So, let me officially welcome you to the 4th Cadet Legion's meet-and-greet. I sincerely hope that all of us will get to know and trust each other before training begins." Lord Deservian threw some mutton, venison, beef, and pheasant on the grill. "The whole purpose of this little cook-out was to ensure that all of us became familiar with the men and women who would someday be fighting at our sides and watching our backs."
Green eyes met the gaze of each person in turn. "And I expect that we will all respect one-another tonight, and act civil and respectful towards each other. I really don't want to have to pull rank and close this thing down because of some flared tempers, alright? So!" Azreth motioned to his left, and Sebastian opened the bottles of wine they'd procured from the Officer's barracks. "Let's all formally introduce ourselves, and then we can get this party going!" The young Lord knew that he could manage the group and ensure that nothing else got out of hand -- if nothing else, because of his heritage, he was an expert at diffusing sticky situations.
"I'm Azreth Kestrel Deservian of House Deservian from the Stohess District. I enlisted in the military to follow in my late mother's footsteps and join the Scouting Legion once I graduate." He offered the group a warm smile that reached his eyes before motioning for someone else to follow his introduction. Duty discharged, he turned his attention back to the meat, tongs ready to go to work as people placed their orders. No matter what happened tonight, Azreth vowed that he would make sure everyone in this group got to know and if not trust, then respect each other. One way or another.
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❝I look back on yesterday, the person that I was, A little five-year old catching ladybugs.❞
❝I look at today, the person that I am, An idiotic teenager shooting soda cans.❞
❝I look forward to tomorrow, to the person I will be, Raising my own child to be just like me.❞
When the camp came into view, Alistar scouted out all the new members and a grin formed straight across his face. This was the perfect chance to make an awesome entrance! What better way to show up than show up in style? Although, he had to admit, not all of them looked friendly. Alistar's mindset had shifted over to the new cadets strewn about the fireplace, sizing them up from a distance. None of them looked like they were a huge threat to his main goals, but as Azreth proved earlier, they probably held a lot back. His eyes went over each individual before the nasty scene laid itself in front of him, a loud clash quickly following nearby. It snapped his attention over to the broken bottle where the shards implanted themselves firmly into the ground, allowing the earth to soak up the liquor. This didn't look good. If it weren't for the fact that someone had just gotten a foot to the face, then Alistar probably would have questioned Azreth's sanity for ruining a perfectly good mission. However, this was a case that needed to get treaded carefully.
Watching after the supposed man in charge, he made sure to land a fair distance behind Azreth to stay clear of any potential accidents that could arise from his own inexperience. Listening to the man speak alone was actually, quite interesting. His words were clear and they spoke wisely, as if from experience. If one thing was for sure, Azreth was quick to act and lay down simple rules without directly stating them. He had the potential to become a great leader. Making his way over to Ana after the gear was safely taken off with the help of Nik, he gave her a warming smile despite the intensity the moment had brought up. "My name is Alistar! Alistar Bonnett of the Trost District." Alistar said quickly following up Azreth, hoping to gain the floor while he got the chance. "I enlisted to join the Scouting Legion for many reasons, but most of all, I want to become somebody. Someone that people can look up to, and be someone who will make a difference for the better... for the lives of others. But first, I need to get passed graduation as the number one graduate, which I will be!" Knowing that the others wouldn't wait around for his big spheals that he had planned, the young man slowly closed his mouth, practically forcing himself to stay quiet in respect. His eyes glancing over at the food debatingly, he waited for the others tell their tales.
[[ooc: I got creative!! Added a theme song! >;O my next post will be better! XDDD I got a tad bit of writer's block. ;w;]]
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XXXXXXX"...For your own sake, stand behind me." ______________________________________________________________ ___________________{TEXT TEXT ♛ TEXT TEXT}_________________________ [Cadet] X [Cadets Legion] X [Status: Green] X [Vincent Ilinichina Morrison] X [Exiled] X [Current Track | Happy: Cheerful Ace]
Exodus sighed as the situation was diffused by a stranger...he was the one who organized this entire thing, however. Exodus was quiet for a little while, but spoke up when it seemed as though a gauntlet was being passed around. "M-my name is...Vincent Ilinichina Morrison, just call me Exile if you want. If you call me Illy, we'll have a problem." Exodus crossed his arms behind his back and looked at the ground, hoping his hair fell over his scarred face. "I...c-come from Trost. And...and I hate Titans." Exodus wasn't one for long speeches, but here he was trying to actually introduce himself in front of a crowd. "I...I hate people too, so if you expect to live stay far away from me. You're liable to end up dead if you stay near me." Exodus spoke emotionlessly most of the time, but this time he made sure to emphasis that he didn't want people to put their lives in his hands. He would let them all down...he knew he would.
Exodus bit the inside of his jaw, he was almost certain that he was causing some hate between himself and the crowd, and that would have been perfect. "My father is a retired Stationary Guard, so...I learned what I know from him. I...want to be...a...a member of the Scouting Legion and kill them for taking my brother away from me. I'm not afraid to die, and I'll be happy knowing you all hated me when I go to my grave. Until that day comes, stay out of my way. I don't care either way what you do until then." Exodus made his stance very clear when he introduced himself. As he looked at his right hand, he could still clearly see the blood that stained it when he brought only his brother's head back home with him after their stupid escapade outside of the gates.
As Exodus shuffled away awkwardly, he left a cold feeling behind him. Exodus' manner was entirely mechanical, and for the most part, it seemed he had said everything he didn't mean to say. True, he would rather keep his distance from his fellow cadets, but only because he was too scared to actually treat them like people. He knew all too well what happened to people...they died.
Exodus looked up at Azreth, his empty expression saying nothing more than he said. "I'll take anything you'll give me...burn in to a crisp." All said, Exodus was actually happy to have met these people. One day they may end up fighting for each other's lives on the battlefield, but Exodus wouldn't be surprised if he simply ended up working alone. Exodus looked away from Azreth and crossed his arms, words forming at the tip of his tongue...words that he offered everybody. "You shouldn't join the Scouting Legion. You deserve to live. It's...a death sentence to be a Scout." Exodus was certain that Azreth wasn't afraid if he'd already made his decision, but...many more people should fear the fate they were dealing themselves. Exodus threw himself in harm's way to prevent another tragedy, but these people were surprisingly calm about saying out loud that they would throw their lives away to stake their lot against Titans.
Axel didn't want to fight those monsters, but he did it because somebody had to risk their life so everybody else could live. Axel wasn't afraid because he had to give everybody a chance to reclaim all that was lost, and now Exodus took his mission in to his own hands. Exodus respected his deceased brother, and the missing Axel, but he couldn't imagine why anybody else would be insane enough to enter a face-to-face battle with Titans. Statistically speaking, the entire 4th Cadet Legion would vanish and never be heard from again only a little while after beginning their respective roles in taking it all back. If they weren't scared, they were crazy. That, however, wasn't enough to surprise Exodus...
Anastasia released her hold on the larger man and took a step away from him as he confronted Suta and the colonel. More people began to join the get together and Ana feared this man would only come to ruin the good fun for everyone. She couldn't do anything at this point, and it wounded her pride as a Ludenberg. But Azreth...he managed to come in the nick of time and bring everyone together again. He had an air about him that just made others want to follow his lead. He was warm and vibrant and people were attracted to him. Ana was so small and helpless, and her mouth only pushed everyone away.
She envied him, she was jealous by how easily he was able to lift everyone's spirits and bring everyone back into a state of calm. He would never have problems making a friend.
Ana glanced down to her feet in defeat when Alistair came to introduce himself. The woman blushed and frowned her small pink lips. W-what are you telling me for? Didn't you already introduce yourself or something? she asked crossing her arms. As those began introducing herself Ana decided to do so having not the chance to do so properly.
Alright peons, I am Lady Anastasia Ludenberg of the Utopia District. she said with a smug smile as she stood as tall as possible. I may be small, and not very strong, however I plan to study the titans and see them up close. That is all. she said before looking to Azreth.
Now then, before you forget and drink all the wine, announce a winner at once. she said smirking, her hands on her hips confident in her victory.
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Alecs stood up and began to speak, "Well, now that this is officially underway.. My name is Alecsander Bordaine. I'm from Dauper. I joined the 4th Cadet Legion because I wish to study the titans." Alecs then looked at Vincent, "How can I be so happy you ask? Well, it is like this, how can you expect to survive when the titans are knocking at your door, when you're too busy having a pity party for yourself? Being sad means the titans won. I personally refuse to allow such creatures to beat me. Titans are no different from deer, and I would never let a deer beat or outwit me. So, my question to you is this: Are you dumber than a titan, more easily beaten, or are you going to nut up and win?" After Alecs finished his ,monologue, he looked into Vincent's face, trying to find his emotions. He was looking for something, anything, any sort of emotion. You needed to evoke the emotions of others in order to move men, and Alecs knew that. He wanted to light a fire under Vincent's a**, he wanted to piss him off. He wanted Vincent to hate him and love him at the same time, because he wanted Vincent to be at his best.
Alecs then addressed the rest of the members of the 4th Cadet Legion, "Someday, I want to be a member of this Legions graduates to reach the ranks of the brass. I want to be the kind of man who leads his men from the front. I want to inspire greatness in everyone, including you guys." After that, Alecs sat down and began to eat and drink his share of the food and wine. Alecs had always had a very high alcohol tolerance, and he knew his limit, so he decided to drink just for the flavor, and not in order to get piss drunk, like he assumed many of the others would. Alecs was hoping that what he had said had struck a chord in the other cadets. He wanted them to be great. He didn't wish to see any of them become titan food anymore than he himself wanted to be. He wanted them to all challenge each other to be the best they could be, but he knew that wouldn't happen without first angering a few people, or lighting the hearth fires in their hearts. Alecs hoped that during training, every cadet would soon discover that they cared about each other so deeply that the death of even one of them would drive them to be a better person and better warrior.
While thinking, Alecs realized that he hadn't taken a bite in over 5 minutes, and that the whole time he had just been holding a piece of bread in his hand, and that he was just staring down at his plate. What a sight he must be right now, he though. He probably looked like a crazy person, just staring at his plate, blankly. Alecs was sure that the other cadets would feel he was crazy. Alecs then stopped thinking so deeply, ate the rest of his food, and then turned to the others and listened to what they had to say.
