Training Day

[cityship]

As per the Chief's message, it was training time. Everyone who signed up for training (or was signed up by someone else) was ordered to an open square in the City.

Yes, the City, instead of the sensoriums. That meant that any weapons used would be real. And every bit of damage that they dealt would be real. As would the injuries. Though there didn't seem to be any weapons around, and there were no targets set up.

Interesting, that.

Anyway, in the square was the Chief of Security, who was busy marking off names of people who arrived early or on time. Anyone who figured that they could skip out, though, there is now an unhappy seven foot fully armed and armored Spartan hunting you down.

((ooc: READ THIS BEFORE TAGGING. EDIT: But the first subthread "Early/on time arrivals" is now open for tagging. Training has now begun!))

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Re: Training Lessons

[prettycoolguy]

The Chief turns and you can almost imagine the quirk of an eyebrow.

Somehow, he isn't surprised.

"Thanks."

Re: Training Lessons

[whyarewehere]

Grif reluctantly stalks past Samus and the Chief, shooting what has to be a glare over his shoulder at her. He doesn't want to be here.

Re: Training Lessons

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"No problem," she says to Chief. She adds a curt nod as she begins to go.

"Chief," and to Grif she adds a stern "Grif."

She'll be watching.