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10/20/2015 6:34:05 PM
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[b]Jace enters the training room yawning loudly[/b]
Reporting for duty, Sir.
[b]He made a weary mock salute and leaned against a wall[/b]
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As he enters she notices that the training room is unlike others. The high ceilings are light with strange humming orbs of light and the walls seem to be made of wood. The commander stands beside a weapon rack, the floor near him is covered in specks of blood. Beside the weapon rack is a trio of dummies with battle armour and shields. In the direct centre of the room is a fighting ring with multiple weapons surrounding it. A strong scent of lavender fills her nostrils and the air tastes sweet. "Welcome to training
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And a good morning to you too. [b]He says, grinning wearily[/b]
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A young recruit enters the room behind you. His hair is military required length and everything about him yells square. "This is derek you will be practising hand to hand today"
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Eh, alright. [b]He shifts slightly[/b] In what exactly?
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"The ring" He points to the fighting ring Derek starts walking to the ring smiling
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Alright...? [b]He walks after him [/b]
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He gets in a fighting stance "FIGHT!"
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Wait, what? [b]He looks back and forth between them, confused[/b]
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Derek swings at you and it connects with your jaw, spining you around. "Come on pretty boy"
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[b]He stumbles back, before rubbing his chin[/b] That's so right hook you got there, bud. [b]He puts his guards up He throws a left hook[/b]
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Derek ducks and tackles you against the cage laying into your ribs
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[b]you see a woman leaning against the wall on the other side of the room bit instead of wearing armor she's wearing a back t-shirt with woodland camo cargo pants and black military boots with her long blond hair in a pony tail [/b]
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Someone came to work. [b]He muttered to himself[/b]
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[b]she glances at you and waves[/b]
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[b]He half waves[/b] And she's social.
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[b]she twirls a knife in her hand[/b]
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And a bit dangerous. [b]He yawns again, and puts his head down, dozing off[/b]
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[b]you hear something hit the wall right next to your head[/b]
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[b]He jolts awake[/b] The hell? [b]He looks at the woman then at the object that was thrown[/b]
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[b]you see the knife sticking out of the wall centimetres from tour head[/b]
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[b]He pulls the knife out the wall[/b] And she is a bit crazy. Another mark on the checklist.
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Edited by Kain The Slain: 10/20/2015 10:50:58 PM[b]she walks over to the boxing ring and motions you over[/b]
