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7/1/2016 7:59:04 PM
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I raised an eyebrow at my new CO's attire: apparently we weren't from too different a place after all.
As I approached, I tried to recall what I had seen of JROTC etiquette. When I finally got to the Corporal, I did my best to mine a proper salute to a senior officer: heels together, rifle held against my left shoulder with my left arm extended down holding the stock, right hand to forehead.
"Private Adam, reporting, sir."
English
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"Good enough for today, get that kit cleaned and weapons polished, then get some chow."
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"Yes sir," I said, heading for the armory. Needed to refill my ammo and get a knife, as well. Those tasks done, I made my way to the cafeteria - after asking for a few directions on the way - got my food, and sat down at a free table to eat.
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Warm food does the body good and you start to feel tired.
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Once I finished my meal, I headed for my quarters, dropping off my equipment and grabbing a set of sleepwear and a towel. After a quick shower and change, I fell into bed, exhausted from the day's training. Through the fuzz, I dimly noted this was only the beginning, before falling asleep. [spoiler]Quick question, do I get separate quarters, or do I sleep with everyone else?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]eh, theoretically it's like four to a room but we're understaffed at the moment to only unlucky people have more than one person in a room.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I see. Wanna continue this instance here?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]eh, I don't know where to go, the patrol?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah. Probably start with you kicking me awake. Exhausted civvy, and all.[/spoiler]
