The Reaction [open]

[pretty_lethal]

Admittedly, Rachel had noticed a while ago-- it was something hard to not notice after all-- but she'd been dealing in her own way. Maybe there was a bit of denial, a bit of grief... but now, she was mostly just trying to work out her frustration. Tobias, Cassie, Jake-- all three of them had disappeared on her. She was angry at Stacy for having taken them away, and... well, she missed them, obviously.

But at that point? She was mostly just frustrated.

Fortunately the sensoriums were a good place for blowing off steam, and working off anger. Rachel was kind of growing to like them for that-- it was easy to just sort of be angry at things, and let it out. Less people to bother her too-- but she didn't really bother with locking the door either.

The African Elephant stomped around the Zoo that she had conjured up in the rooms. Normally one wouldn't be out of place-- but this one was trampling abandoned candy stalls, and occasionally prying apart cages.

Combat Training, pt. 1 [Open to Outsiders and masochists]

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Chase stands at one end of the room, left fairly blank for the moment, looking over those who've chosen to respond to the open invitation to get in some more training, watching for reactions as much as anything while he speaks.

"For those who don't know, I am Adam Chase, Chases-Parked-Cars. You can call me Chase. In fact, you will call me Chase. And regardless of ability, you will call each other by name while here. We are all soldiers in the same war. I am just a soldier with knowledge that can and will save some of your lives. I will teach it, and in the process, I will find out what you can do and learn from you too.

You can and will use whatever the hell kind of language you fucking want with me, and with each other. I do not like people censoring themselves without need. If you have something to say, say it, and say it quick. If you are offended by my fucking mouth, this is not going to work well.

While in here, I am teaching, you are learning. You will do what I say, or you will leave. However, if you have questions, any questions, or wish to question my methods, say so, godsdamnit. Always question authority - it is the only weapon soldiers have against stupid fucking orders. Be warned - if you question me, I will make you run, I will make you do painful but productive drills, and I may kick your ass - because any authority will do that or worse if you open your mouth when they think you shouldn't. This is not punishment, this is a lesson. Question authority, face the fucking consequences of pissing off authority, and do not stop out of fear of punishment. It may hurt, but unlike some authority, I will answer your questions, even if you piss me off.

That does not mean I brook disobedience. If you're going to learn, you'll do as you're told. Sometimes you have to suck it up, and believe me, I will not be doing anything for no reason. You just get to ask questions along the way.

This is not mandatory. Anyone may leave any time they wish. If you choose to leave because you're bored, or its too hard, good riddance. But I promise you, you make it through all of my classes, I will fight beside you, I will go to hell and back for you, and if necessary, I will die for you, the same way I would for any of the people I trained with back home.

Everyone is going to learn some basics, and everyone is going to learn some small unit tactics, some infiltration and some wetworks. After you know the basics, I will start working with each of you on individual combat styles. I know at least parts of a dozen fighting styles, armed and unarmed, plus long range weapons - but there are some things we'll be getting to first.

I will warn you. This will often not be fun. You will leave my training tired and bruised, and wake up with sore muscles in places you didn't know you had muscles. I do not go easy. There will be days where you hate me, to which I say, good. As long as you know there is a reason for it, and keep coming back.

Any questions?"

They're complete! [Closed]

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The peace of the City sky fell to the wayside as a wizard shot through it, zipping on the wings of magic to the tower where a certain dragon made their home.

"They're done!" he called out as he landed.

Meeting those who are like you [Closed]

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Ryuunosuke slowly made his way toward where Hydroponics was. With Takeru at his side, they would meet this person who was like them and maybe find out a little more with what they had to deal with. He was excited and nervous at the same time. After all, when you meet someone of another team, it's always interesting. This is why he knew he had to keep a cool look as long as he could.

As he looked at the navigation application on the  omnicomm, he found that they were going the right way. He felt really embarrassed having made a couple wrong turns a little ways back, but now that things were fixed they were on the right track. All they had to do now was make a couple more turns and they would be at the meeting place.

"Almost there," he spoke as they made the first turn. And he didn't lie; it really did only take them a few more minutes before they were at the location. They stood there at the door, the kabuki actor looking around to try and find who they were waiting for. Luckily they had grabbed their shodophones and origamis before they left the original meeting area of all the newly depodded people.

Now all they had to do was wait.