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 Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 1:57 pm
I need to be added (I have posted before on pages 3 and 7 but like mei I am in a diffrent timezone than most of you it appears.)
Yazmako mentally sighed staring at the wolves around her, one of them was diffinatly waiting for the others like herself to attempt to leave the top of the mountian. looking back she had to stiffle a shout, the other wolf was now up at the top and growling at them.Thinking quickly she rose and started her way back down, this wasn't something she was enjoying. After all, every part of her clothing had some sort of rip, or scuffmark, and if this was to happen ever class she was in she would definatly go through at least 150 pairs of uniform. Grumbling to herself as she kept her eyes on the darker wolf, another wolf managed to catch her eye. As if two wolves weren't enough there was now another one! Irritated beyong beliefe she managed to reach Nightwing undetected. Moving her sandbag into a protection against her stomach she instantly curled around it and the gun slidding down a ways past the large intimidating wolf.
Not yet convinced she was home free just yet Yaz kept her sand bag and gun in a position where they were not likely to be removed or destroyed. Reaching the finnal stage of the cliff Yaz lunged forward landing with a roll on the ground. There was only one last wolf to get past before she would be able to reach the end and hopefully finish of today's class. Staring down the wolf with a look of don't-touch-me, Yaz repositioned her gun in the proper position and made a run for the end goal. Even though there was no way she would reach the end before the wolf would enevitably force her to start over again she still had to try.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 4:56 pm
Lyra watched from a safe distance the rifle lesson she was supposed to be part of, but she still had a fever and was afraid of what would happen if the sergeant found out. What should I do? Lyra wondered. Suddenly the male sergeant saw her. Lyra froze.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 5:31 pm
"I am so dead," Emi said to herself as she bounded to her rifle lesson. Why had she been so stupid? She had taken a nap but had forgotten to set her alarm. When she woke up and looked at her watch she had realized that she was late for class. She knew that the Drill Sergeant would not be easy on her. It wasn't like it was her first day every at the Academy. She skidded to a stop so that she wouldn't ended up running into anyone. Emi walked the rest of the way to her class. She loved using rifles. Didn't love getting yelled at. She saw the Drill Sergeant and began to make her way up to him. "Sir, Emi Cross reporting for rifle lesson," she said while looking at the ground.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 4:27 pm
It was still quite early in the morning, long before any students should be arriving. Amber had been up since dawn, a habit she'd gotten into long before she'd ever thought of becoming a recruit. One doctor had said it was due to depression, but the nurse had said it was just something that some people did. Either way, it didn't matter. Amber walked out into the course. It was freezing outside; winter and early morning made a good combination for such extremes like this. Amber felt a shiver run up her spine. How long would she have to wait before class would begin? Amber sat down in the grass, wondering what this class would consist of...Firearms 101. Seemed blatant, but she'd been part of classes that had names that sounded specific but were something along a different line. She couldn't pin-point anything, but there were those classes. Amber sighed and stretched out in the grass, looking up at the sky in thought. For the thousandth time that week, her mind trailed off to her love back home. Oh, how she wanted to see him again...to hear his soft voice reassure her that all will be well...that she'll bond with a wolf, that she'll do well, and that they'll still be together. Amber sighed as she imagined him wrapping his arms around her, holding her close as she cuddled against him. Amber opened her eyes, hoping that he would be there, but she was greeted to an empty sky and bitter lonliness. Amber sat up again, thinking she'd seen movement somewhere. Were the wolves allowed to run though the Academy? And if they were, was there a chance the wolf would "attack" her? Amber sat still as stone, both fear and paranoia gripped her. She hoped the other students would appear...and quickly.
((I didn't know what to do with the post! The thread seemed kind of dead, so if you want, I'll change it if it doesn't work. Sorry for the trouble! T-T))
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 11:34 am
Eustace had arrived with the rest of the recruits in slight wonder. She had been so sure that the time had been an hour after noon. 'And that's another reason Papa must have sent me here...' Without any argument, she ran her laps. Eustace had brought her book in hopes that she would get a better grasp on the lesson at hand, another miscalculation on her part. And so she ran through the snow, eyes keeping close focus on her feet and at least a meter ahead of them. She wouldn't risk tripping or running into somebody now.
Alice's arrival had brought some discomfort. Someone who would so openly make fun of another... Of course, she outranked the Drill Seargent. With this in mind, she hadn't thrown her shoe when Adrian ordered it. That, and she really didn't want to walk around barefoot in the snow. Her presense wasn't bad, though. Thanks to her, they'd learned how to carry a rifle And then, as if to destroy whatever admiration that had developed, Alice made them run an obstacle course and then climb a cliff, while carrying said rifle.
Eustace had managed by whatever miracle not to be knocked off, but in doing so, dropped her rifle. So, she crawled depressedly toward the top, waiting for whatever punishment either Adrian or Alice would throw at her.
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