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Verinian:
    Aster still lay in his bed.  His breathing soft.  Laying on his back.  Only half covered by a lanket in full clothing.  Even the small leather padding over his knees.  His shoulder pads.  He had taken a shower.  Yes...  But had just worn the arena clothing anyways...  Sesthiliss lay at his side.  Curled up next to his waist.  Neither of them were asleep though.  They hadn't yet even moved from the position where they had awoken.  A small amount of allowed sunlight filtered into his room through the window screen,  Warming him slightly.  

     Outwardly he looked to be asleep in every way.  Until he moved his arm to lay above his head.  Opening his eyes.  But still he just stayed there.  Eyes fogged over in thought...  It had only been a few days...  And yet.  Already he missed his sister.  And mum...  Wishing he could speak with them...  Even just for a bit...  Not that he didn't like it here.  Just that.  Hem...  He was enough of an isolationist himself.  Here.  It made him feel really alone...  He finally sat up in silence.  As sesthillis nudged at his leg.  Slightly worried.  They shared emotions.  He knew he wasn't alone.  She knew she was there for him.  But.  It never lessened the feeling.  

     Maybe now he knew what some of the soldiers felt like overseas...  So far away.  Unable to contact family, friends.  Because your superiors won't let you.  Or don't have the means to let you...  He softly roughed the scales on Sesthilliss' neck as she murred softly from it.  Lifting her to his shoulder and letting her curl about his neck as he lifted the hood of his robe like clothing.  He didn't wear the blade they had given him actively.  Instead carrying the short sheath in his hands by it's leather section.  But he lifted it.  And pushed open the door, stepping out.  He let the hood hang down so it hid most of his facial features.  His hair, his face, his shoulders, even the pale color of his skin.  From anyone more than a couple feet away from his face.  

     It was time for breakfast or lunch...  Or whatever...  If he would eat was another prospect as it didn't take him long to walk from his room to the food area.  Moving through the empty line. Putting random food on his plate.  He didn't really pay much attention and sat down.  He let the blade lay on the table next to his tray and food.  He downed a large cup of water.  And then just sat.  Staring at his food.  No...  Through his food.  Dazed out with a blank stare.  Eyes not focused on anything as Sesthilis dropped from his hood.  Making his hood fall down across his back.  Red hair spreading out long beneath.  Some catching still in the hood while the rest spread across each shoulder, split slightly by the cloth of his hood.  

     He didn't react as Sesthilliss attacked some of the food on his plate.  Snarfing down mostly cooked meats and a bit of starches before nudging his hand.  It made his fist open as she let a small section of sausage fall into his palm that made him jump.  About catapulting it across the room though he caught it still and tossed the piece of hot food back to the plate and blowing on his hand as he shook it.  "Fine..."  He finally ate a bit by her insistance.  The section of sausage that had disknowingly almost started a food fight.  And some mashed cauliflower.  Then still just sitting there.  Not really in the mood for food in general.  

     His plate still had a small pancake, and several small slabs of ham with a salad covering the small plate.  He simply nibbled at it for a bit.  Before finally noticing.  His hood was down.  In an attempt to hide the suden anxiety that such a simple thing caused.  He slowly.  And at his best attempt  "Casually" (with some shakeyness) lifted his hood back up and tucked his hair back under.  He hadn't uttered a word.  And he had sat alone.  Again.  Like he was used to.  Like he usually preferred...  But not always...  Maybe she was more than just a companion...  She provided a bit of direction.  Which was a comfort.  Since alone he had trouble divining even which direction to walk sometimes.

     She was just a little thing.  But like the little part of him he always had least least touch with...  Hard to notice such things...  A small sharp pain made him yank his hand up wide eyed under his hood as Sesthilis ducked off and under the table.  Having bit his hand to get him to stop thinking.  He sat again in silence for a moment before she slowly crawled back up onto the table.  And he laughed softly.  Just leaning his elbow against the table his chin softly in the palm of his hand as he only slightly scolded Sesthilliss inwardly but thanked her at the same time...  I needed that...

Wolfish Grin:

BuioUmbra:

Wendigo9:
To cut the strings, to end their lives.
No mercy, no pity, no false disguise.
Morte, Amore, death and love.
Behold their pain form high above.

Desmond was finally dressed in a casual outfit for once, just wearing shorts and a T-shirt with sneakers. He walked off, Taiha slung across his shoulder and Mars following closely behind him. He turned a corner in to the cafeteria, and quickly retrieved his food. Some slices of bacon a bit of broccoli and two pancakes, as well as some yogurt with a strawberry in in. He sat a small ways away in a corner, not really wanting to be bothered. Though, with his luck, someone was bound to walk over and talk to him.

In a grumpy mood this morning?

I'll give you my strawberry if you shut up. He didn't hear much after that, besides the sound of Mars happily devouring his strawberry.

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Thersea left the first floor of the West Wing, traveling up to the stimulation room. Nothing beat real experience in her mind. Conditioning wouldn't mean S@#*! if you couldn't hold up in a real combat situation. She stepped in to the room, immediately sitting in one of the Stimulation Chairs. She sat patiently as the helmet lowered itself on to her and Shiva's head.

Her face changed from patient to determined as the black lenses slid over their eyes, Shiva let out a growl of approval.

The scenery before them changed, and Thersea felt dizzy as her mind was fully immersed in to the virtual world. Shiva felt similar. It took awhile for her fuzzy vision to clear, but when it did, she stared in awe at what Gylar Xen was capable at. Currently, she was in a barren desert, nothing but rocks, sand, and a few cactus. Across from her, their was a man, THey didn't put much effort in to creating him. He was wearing a full body black suit, and wielding a long staff. His face was covered by a mask and hood.

She pulled the Nunchuk from her belt, and Dragonforce blared in her ears almost instantly after that. Heh, they know I like speed metal. Remind me to kill them.

I'll make a note. Thersea started doing a whole bunch of fancy tricks with the nunchuk, they were, after all, mainly a distracting weapon. >>>

Galeforce:
Carter moved into the cafeteria, and his ears were blasted by the activity of the place, voices added over voices making the place louder than it should be. In all honesty Carter hated loud noises, and Thyus wasn't a huge fan of it either, for he hissed and covered his ear drums. Humans are too noisy, he complained, and Carter could only nod in agreement. After all, it wasn't like he could argue with his reptile friend when the proof was right here before them. Thyus immediately forgot about the noise, however, when his golden eyes caught sight of the varies of food.

Yes! He said excitedly. Lets eat. He hopped off of Carter's shoulder and flew over the crowd of kids, heading over to the breakfast line. Carter couldn't help but smile and follow his bonded friend, making his way through the crowd as he tried his best not to be rude and push through them.

"Excuse me. Sorry. Pardon me. Let me just slip through here. Ah, there we go. Sorry, excuse me." It pretty much went on like that the entire way.

When he reached the line he grabbed his plate, yet it wasn't he who was grabbing anything. Thyus was doing all the picking for them, filling the plate with different types of food, yet Carter didn't object for the little dragon seemed to know exactly what he wanted. Pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, hashbrowns, and even brought Carter a small carton of orange juice. When Thyus landed on his shoulder, Carter smiled and patted his head. Thanks Thyus. He told him, and the little creature thrummed in acknowledgement.

Carter picked up their plate and looked around at the tables, wondering where he should sit. He caught the familiar sight of Aster, but with him was a taller and older man it seemed, one he didn't recognize. He tilted his head, confused as to who he could be, but he didn't want to intrude on the conversation they were probably having or anything. He decided to let Aster be, for even though he hadn't known the guy long, he knew enough that he wasn't exactly a...'people's' person. Carter sighed and looked at Thyus. Do you think you can fly around and find a place for us to sit?

Thyus sat up and did a saluting stance with his claw. Aye aye Captain. He said, and leaped off Carter's shoulder and did a few flaps of his wings, flying up over the vast crowd and into the air to scout.


Kuroi had become shocked when his brother seemed to appear out of no where and attacked him(though of course he was just exaggerating on the 'attacking' concept). Before either him or Cethin could react, Kyler had left them be and wandered off, leaving Kuroi a bit bewildered. What was that all about? He had talked and acted so fast that he couldn't get a single word in. Cethin hissed and narrowed his eyes after Kyler, annoyed and angered that he had gotten near Kuroi, but his Tamer had ordered him to never attack Kyler under any circumstance.

Kuroi sighed and placed a hand on Cethin's head. Don't worry much about him, he's always like that, he reassured Cethin, though that didn't seem to settle the serpent's feelings at all. Kuroi, however, couldn't help smiling softly. His brother was still the same. It was good to know that this place didn't change both of them.

His smile then faded, however, for he recalled being told that cherishing family or friends was a weakness. He had to be focused fully on his fights and do all that he could to win, and if he wasted his time worrying about those he held dear then they'll drag him down and make him lose sight of his goal. He shook his head, pushing the thoughts away and left the cafeteria, for he wasn't really feeling hungry anymore. Cethin slithered after him, keeping by his side yet stayed a little behind him. Kuroi headed for the stairs, going on his way to the stimulation room.

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