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(I'll join late. the other RPG is gettin' slow)

 

CRAP, CRAP, CRAP, CRAP!!!! Yelled a girl running down the walkway outside the gates, she ran in and found a stage with Morry Oleander on it. "I'm so sorry I'm late." said the girl, "Raine, Elektra Raine. Psi-cadet, and hopeful psychonaut!"

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Biblical stopped walking towards the bush and spun around on her heel.

 

Before she did anything, she wanted to talk to the short guy.

 

"You're a teacher, right? Whatchoo teach?"

 

(I'm pretty sure you mean me. As in me playing Oleander, me.)

 

Oleander composed himself but still slightly annoyed from the way things were going today, "Yeah. But thats Coach Oleander to you. And you're going to learn from me the harsh sting of war when you're crawling on your back dodging bullets and carrying your best friends fallen arm around"

 

(Okay, the arm is a little bit exaggerated but what the hey)

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(I'm pretty sure you mean me. As in me playing Oleander, me.)

 

Oleander composed himself but still slightly annoyed from the way things were going today, "Yeah. But thats Coach Oleander to you. And you're going to learn from me the harsh sting of war when you're crawling on your back dodging bullets and carrying your best friends fallen arm around"

 

(Okay, the arm is a little bit exaggerated but what the hey)

 

(I'll start tagging people--easier.)

 

"Um... wait. Are you implying that my best friend is incapable of carrying their own arm?"

 

...

 

"You're going to teach us how to crawl on our backs?! Coolness! Uh, right. Coach Oleander. Got it. Sir."

 

(Tag: whoever feels they should... be tagged.)

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(I'll join late. the other RPG is gettin' slow)

 

CRAP, CRAP, CRAP, CRAP!!!! Yelled a girl running down the walkway outside the gates, she ran in and found a stage with Morry Oleander on it. "I'm so sorry I'm late." said the girl, "Raine, Elektra Raine. Psi-cadet, and hopeful psychonaut!"

 

"So many soldiors, so little time." Oleander said under his breath, a hand on his face.

 

"You're late...just like everyone else. They're stationed at there cabins but I want each and everyone of you to report back to my base at 2:00 sharp. I'll announce it over the loudspeakers. Go get yourself a bunk soldior."

 

He turned to attend to other matters but took one more look at Elektra and said, "Here's a peace of advice Ms...Electric. We've got so many hoepfuls around here but few make it to the big leagues. Hah, few can make it past me! But don't get your hopes up. We've lost a few good soldiors because they were too cocky. We've only had one cadet that really showed us the meaning of a true Psychonaut...and a good teacher." Oleander smiled, he was of course talking about himself, "Well, good luck kid."

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(I'll start tagging people--easier.)

 

"Um... wait. Are you implying that my best friend is incapable of carrying their own arm?"

 

...

 

"You're going to teach us how to crawl on our backs?! Coolness! Uh, right. Coach Oleander. Got it. Sir."

 

(Tag: whoever feels they should... be tagged.)

 

"I'm just here to teach you how to hone your abilities. Do well out on the field.

 

And I'm sure your friend is capable of carrying thier own arm..." The coach sighed.

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"People... die here?"

 

Biblical rubbed her face for a second. She hadn't thought about dying. Could she die in someone's mind? Did they do things that killed people? Her dad said she shouldn't be over enthusiastic about this. Stitches come loose.

 

Oleander was tiring of answering questions. He was more of an action man, not a thinker. He left that up to Sasha. And now that he thought about it, even though he was still a little angry from before, he wished Sasha was here to help this kid, "You only die outside of people's minds. You're safe while in my or anyone elses mind. Otherwise your parents wouldn't have paid so much to get you in this camp." Oleander had a greedy look in his eye.

 

"Of course you read the phamplet before coming? This was all answered in there."

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Oleander was tiring of answering questions. He was more of an action man, not a thinker. He left that up to Sasha. And now that he thought about it, even though he was still a little angry from before, he wished Sasha was here to help this kid, "You only die outside of people's minds. You're safe while in my or anyone elses mind. Otherwise your parents wouldn't have paid so much to get you in this camp." Oleander had a greedy look in his eye.

 

"Of course you read the phamplet before coming? This was all answered in there."

 

"Uh... yes. Of course. It was a good pamphlet--full of... pictures. Er, and my parents? They... like money. And have it."

 

She was just a little afraid of Oleander--now. Before he had looked fun. But he was beginning to seem like another mean teacher.

 

"One more question, sir. Um, when do we start classes? In the moring, I mean."

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"Uh... yes. Of course. It was a good pamphlet--full of... pictures. Er, and my parents? They... like money. And have it."

 

She was just a little afraid of Oleander--now. Before he had looked fun. But he was beginning to seem like another mean teacher.

 

"One more question, sir. Um, when do we start classes? In the moring, I mean."

 

Oleander could tell he was getting intimidating. Which was good. He needed to toughen up the cadets. , "2:00 on the dot. It seems like we're getting off to a late start this day, and we have a lot of new cadets this year. But you'll hear over the loudspeaker, report here at 2:00."

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Oleander could tell he was getting intimidating. Which was good. He needed to toughen up the cadets. , "2:00 on the dot. It seems like we're getting off to a late start this day, and we have a lot of new cadets this year. But you'll hear over the loudspeaker, report here at 2:00."

 

"Yes, sir. Hey, is it okay if I hang out with you? You know, until everyone else gets here. Then we can... do something not together."

 

Biblical had begun to realise that she might need to calm down a bit to get through the courses. Coach Oleander was getting just a little intimaidating.

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"Yes, sir. Hey, is it okay if I hang out with you? You know, until everyone else gets here. Then we can... do something not together."

 

Biblical had begun to realise that she might need to calm down a bit to get through the courses. Coach Oleander was getting just a little intimaidating.

 

"I see no reason as to why you can't..."

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(So late....)

 

Sasha drifted along a shady path leading to his lab, taking his time as he did so.

 

Classes would start at 2 sharp, Oleander would make sure of it. Then later that day classes with Milla would begin.

 

Sasha found it odd that he was the only teacher who did not actually teach anything. He would like to teach, maybe for short periods, and with a minimal amount of students.

 

But then he would have to do it everyday and it would really get in the way of experiementing.

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"Great! I'll just scootch in right here..." Biblical sat as close as possible and began humming--little girl things.

 

Oleander was not used to sitting so close to someone...espically one who hummed strangle little girl songs.

 

"Yes...Two o clock." he checked his watch.

 

He suddenly wishing for someone to come. Anyone.

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