Chapter 93
<span style="font-weight:400">Lillian sat down hard in the couch with a sigh, a couple breakfast wraps on her te and a cup of coffee bnced between them. Her eyes sparkled as she looked them over, the food was still good even after that first night. She grinned to herself and took a bite as the others made their way over. Snow sat down on the arm of the couch to her left. While Lillian was in her tank-top and sweatpants, Snow wore a sweatshirt so big one couldn’t see her shorts. Alex and Greg had gone for t-shirts as well while John and Val wore their usual. Ollie appeared at some point and sat down with all of them as they ate.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Okay, so,” Ollie said, adjusting his sses, “Roll call will be in an hour, so we got a little time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“When do sses start?” Lillian asked, sipping at her coffee.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Noon, so we gotta get at least our first few days figured out,” Ollie exined.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s ten weeks, right?” Alex asked, licking his thumb and setting down his te. He leaned forward, “Plenty of time for everything.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’d think,” Ollie said, “Take a closer look at the daily schedules and you might be surprised. Getting your schedule right and tailored to what you need is as much a test as the actual sses.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Alex scratched his head, “Really? Damn man…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Same length of time as basic training,” John mumbled over his same obsessively neat stack of sandwiches, “Soldiers designed this, and the courses.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right on the money,” Ollie said with a grin, “Most of it was organized by ck Lotus herself, she’s ex-military.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lillian waved her hands, “We’re getting off track, what’s on for today?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ollie nodded, “Right! Of course,” He opened the book, “At noon there are a few options, there’s a physical assessment with ck Lotus for those who are unsure about where to go, followed by drills that take up a good portion of the afternoon,” He said, “There’s also a hand-to-hand basics course with… Miss Chernovna?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Greg coughed into his cup, “That tiny thing is gonna teach hand to handbat?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s what it says,” Ollie said, scratching his head. “I read itst night but it’s still a little hard to believe.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m going,” Lilly said, “I’m confident in my physical fitness but I wouldn’t mind joining in on the drillster, what else?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ollie nodded, “Okay so, there’s a timeslot after that set aside for pretty much the entire camp, it’s about an hour to study policy, criminalw, and pandora regtions with a teacher, no name, at the end of the ten weeks there’s a test,” He said, “Then there’s a scouting courseter in the afternoon with Sonya as well, a focus on mapping out and exploring dungeons safely. At the same time we have the option of taking a course on gear and pandora-tech theory.”
<span style="font-weight:400"><I’m interested in the theory course.> Snow chimed in with the tick-a-tap of her nails against her phone.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What about going forward?” Lillian asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s see,” Ollie said, flipping through, “A few highlights, battlefield rescue, disaster relief, field first aid training, severalbat courses, power theory, you can register to get one on one for certain days with one of the instructors to work on your abilities,” Ollie said, “Oh, and then there’s the monster ss.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Everyone stopped and looked at him, “...monster ss?” Val asked, “Like, actual monsters?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A course centered aroundbating the standard two variations of monsters thatmonly appear outside dungeons, Hounds and Lurkers. Students will be exposed to livebat with the aforementioned entities after sufficient education,” Ollie read and looked up at him, adjusting his sses, “Would seem so.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lillian leaned back and nced at Snow who looked ufortable, she grinned at her, “It’ll be fine! No biggie, right? Hounds and Lurkers are the least of our concerns. Yeah? We’re heroes!” She said with a big flex of her arm, “We got this.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The others seemed to rx a little bit after that, Val and Greg even sending her a small smile and a nod. Alex still looked nervous though, he swayed back and forth in the couch before hopping to his feet. “I gotta walk around.”
<span style="font-weight:400">They continued talking for a while after that, going over their schedules. Fortunately they were given pens and highlighters to make notes in the catalogs and map out their schedules for the first day or two to get a feel for things. Before long, time for roll call came around and they looked around to see if anyone was there. It took another five minutes for Miss Mint toe walking down the hallway, looking a little flustered. Next to her, Sonya wasughing. She wasn’t in her usual suit and tie but instead a dress shirt and vest to go with a long pair of cks.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I said I was sorry!” Sonyaughed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ca harrumphed, pulling on the cor of her turtleneck as she schooled her expression and marched into themon area. Sonya smirked at her from behind before impishly wandering off with her hands behind her back. As she did, a familiar blonde head of hair got to his feet and made his way towards her, waving her down. The woman paused for only a moment before gesturing for him to walk with her. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Marc? Is he looking to get signed with ASTA?</i><span style="font-weight:400"> She wondered, <i><span style="font-weight:400">Would make sense for his goals.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Lillian thought.
<span style="font-weight:400">The others were caught up on another topic.
<span style="font-weight:400">“They’re banging.” Val said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Totally banging.” Greg agreed.
<span style="font-weight:400"><Damn what did she do to her neck?> Snow wondered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“She’s rubbing her wrists too,” John muttered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh my god she is,” Gregughed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...pretty sure it’s a bit more serious than you’re thinking,” Ollie muttered, his face a little red as he looked down at his notes. Miss Mint made her way to the front of the room and pulled out her notepad before adjusting her sses and going over a few things. The others squinted at Ollie suspiciously, waiting for him to borate. He shifted a bit under their scrutiny and sighed, “The- the choker. It’s a <i><span style="font-weight:400">pink diamond </i><span style="font-weight:400">at least twenty carats and <i><span style="font-weight:400">tinum</i><span style="font-weight:400">, that’s got to be worth more than Miss Mint’s annual sry. So, just saying, maybe don’t upset her, since it’ll get back to Sonya?”
<span style="font-weight:400">They all stared at him, then immediately looked up at Miss Mint who was staring directly at them with a scornful re. Lillian suddenly felt the urge to stand up and not say another word for the rest of the day if she could get away with it. From the stiff backs of her friends, they seemed to share her thoughts. Miss Mint searched their faces for a moment and shook her head before clearing her throat, “We’re beginning roll call, I just saw Mister Mallory leave with Miss Chernovna so I’ll count him present,” She said stiffly, “As for the rest of you, let’s begin.”
<span style="font-weight:400">After roll call she went over a few more things, mostly reminding them about the various rules that were already in the guidebooks and that they had until noon to decide on their uing ss. “That’s all,” Miss Mint finished, putting her clipboard away and standing up straight, “You are all adults, act like it,pose yourselves, and if you’re going to do anything improper at least find somewhere private and clean up after yourselves. We aren’t stupid, we know things will happen,” She said, scanning the room, “Finally,” She sighed and managed to put a smile on her face, “This will be my only roll call, the instructors will be handling them going forward. It was a pleasure meeting all of you. I will be in my office if needed but otherwise you may not see a lot of me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She met everyone''s eyes and bowed once, “Thank you for your future service,” She said and straightened herself up, “Good luck to all of you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">One guy raised his voice, “Let’s hear it for Miss Mint!” And a chorus of shouts and pping followed as she turned on her heel and walked back down the hall.
<span style="font-weight:400">After that the rest of their morning passed by infortable conversation and hanging out. Lillian met a few of the other aspirants who wanted to hear a bit about what happened in the ASTA interview, she told them what she could. It didn’t take long for it to be time to go to the first ss, Lillian, Alex, John, and Greg went their separate ways with Snow, Val, and Ollie. Thetter three going out to the grassy field where the dark figure of ck Lotus stood waiting. Lillian and her group went to arge open building set beside the main facility.
<span style="font-weight:400">Inside it looked like the interior of a hangar, open air. The floors were made of afortable material that had light springiness to it. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Probably for falls, I’ve used this stuff before.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Other aspirants followed them in, looking around. Ahead of them, standing at the far end of the room, Sonya Chernovna stood in her vest and cks, a pair of suspenders holding them up. She wore gloves and had her hair pulled back. She turned a rakish grin on all those present.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh goodie!” Sonya chirped, “So many for the first day! You’re mighty brave,” She said and slowly slid a knife out from behind her back. It was a long, deadly looking trenchbat knife. She spun it between her fingers before catching it firmly and slipping back into a stance. “Alright, who’s first? Come at me. Let’s get your measure. No powers first, I want a baseline to work with.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Alex cleared his throat next to Lillian, “Hey Lil?”
<span style="font-weight:400">She swallowed, “Yeah, Alex?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You go first,” He said.
<span style="font-weight:400">She whipped her head towards him, “Me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">John stormed past them, reaching up and tightening his tie. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a switchde that he flicked once and extended. He took a stiff step forward before dipping into an easy sway. He darted towards Miss Chernovna who grinned wildly at him, her mechanical eyes moving erratically. She waited for him to get within just a few meters before she shifted and tilted the de of her weapon, Lillian squinted at the gleam of light that reflected off of it. John pivoted, holding his arm up over his eyes and hopped to the right just in time to miss getting his legs kicked out from under him.
<span style="font-weight:400">He dipped low beneath a swipe, but Lillian could see him blinking rapidly. Sonya kicked her leg up, doing a vertical split as John’s knife cut across. She brought her foot back down and onto his wrist. He grunted, losing his grip on his weapon. Sonya took a step forward, following the momentum of the downward kick and snatched her hand out, grabbing him by his tie, pulling him close, and pressing her de against his neck. “Ten seconds, good!. I’m impressed.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She dropped him and brushed her hands off, turning to the others. “Everything is a weapon! The light of the sun, the lights above your head, the floor, your feet, your head, your hands, everything. Discounting your surroundings is a sure way to get yourselves killed,” She said sharply. “His opening attack was good, the swaying path was an excellent way to keep the opponent guessing. He even managed to recover quickly from me attempting to blind him. Great form,” She turned and looked down at him, “You need situational awareness, John.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He got to his feet and bowed, “Yes ma’am!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“We’ll talk about the specifics of knife fightingter,” She said to him, “You’re suited for it, but you need technique, not just instincts.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He nodded and walked back over to the group.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lillian and the others looked at one another. They looked up at the lights over their heads and only just now realized that they’d been set to be extra bright in the room. There was also a switch just a few feet behind Sonya that she could use to turn them all off. Lillian felt a wave of excitement wash up and over her, a heat burning in her chest that just didn’t want to die down. She grinned and bounced on the balls of her feet a few times before stepping forward, <i><span style="font-weight:400">I can really learn something from this. She’s good! Crazy good!</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya watched her approach and grinned, “Miss Landrey! I’m d you came to my lesson, you’re wasted on ck Lotus’ drills, aren’t you? Come on! Show me what you got!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lillian didn’t have to be asked twice. She darted forward in a low run, crossing the distance in a heartbeat. She let out a huff and dropped as Sonya flicked her de to shine the light in her face. She stretched her arms out and to the right, catching herself and pivoting into a near breakdance turn, swinging her entire lower half in Sonya’s direction. Sonya took a half step back, guard up as Lillian pushed hard, throwing herself a few meters andnding on her behind where Sonya had been standing.
<span style="font-weight:400">She didn’t stop moving, she darted forward only to throw her head back as the de of the knife appeared in front of her face. She kicked out and Sonya wrapped her arm around Lillian’s ankle with a grin, she twirled the knife into a stabbing grip and brought it down towards Lillian’s thigh. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Shit!</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Lillian kicked downward, pulling Sonya with her only for the woman to let go and pivot into a goddamn one-handed handstand on Lillian’s descending leg. Lillian looked up at the the woman’s body as it spun and the knee came down.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lillian saw stars.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shended on her back and blinked a few times, an aching spot right between her eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ow…” She groaned.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Seven seconds, but good technique!” Sonya said, “You did parkour and free-running, right? I can see it,” The woman tapped her chin over her, looking thoughtful for a moment, “You need a weapon, something with reach topliment those dynamic movements. Not too much reach though, polearm would oveplicate things and you don’t seem the kind to use a gun.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She turned and pointed at a random aspirant in the crowd, “You, cute one! Jessica Wayne!”
<span style="font-weight:400">A girl who had dyed the tips of her hair blue pointed at herself, “M-me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is there another Jessica Wayne?” Sonya asked, putting her hands on her hips.
<span style="font-weight:400">“R-right! Sorry ma’am!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya snorted and shook her head, “Right, do you know of any weapons that would work well for her? You practice with weapons too, don’t you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">The girl mulled it over for a moment, frowning, “A mace might be too heavy if she’s moving at speed, but that momentum wouldplement it well,” She shook her head, “A sword? Not a short sword, something longer. That or tonfa to extend her reach.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya nodded, “Good! That’s what I’m looking for,” She turned back to Lillian who had brushed herself off. The brief fight had been exhrating. She didn’t even feel the pain in her forehead anymore as she looked over at the girl and then back at Sonya, nodding along. “Do you know what I expect of you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Find a weapon that suits me, explore those options first, ande back to you,” Lillian said quickly. <i><span style="font-weight:400">This is great!</i><span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya glowed with approval. “Right! In the meantime, spar with John, he’s a good match-up for you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lillian beamed, “Yes ma’am!”
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