I use guns instead of magic.
Wen Biao had just entered the Alta-Axis colony. He was looking for the Alta-Axis Academy to fulfill his filial piety to his foster parents.
"Now to actually find this stupid place..." Wen Biao muttered.
He began to fast-walk to find the school.
(Hmm, I maybe I should ask someone.) Wen Biao thought to himself.
He soon spotted Trey and headed over to him.
"Hey, you do know where the Alta-Axis Academy is?" Wen Biao asked.
edited 4th Feb '14 11:39:55 PM by HeirophantsFool
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Sevan yawned and stretched. Living in the academy had its perks- namely, being able to take his time getting ready for class due to not having to factor travel time into his schedule. Class wasn't far away. He clutched his pillow to his chest, blinking sleepily as his mind slowly shrugged off the comfortable weight of sleep. One shower and a breakfast later, Sevan was already walking through the hallways to class. He could hear excited chatter from a group of girls as he walked by.
"You mean the Practice Sortie's today?!" Sevan's ears perked up and a feeling of excitement filled him. "Calm down! It's not certain if it's today, but it's gonna be soon." "I hope it's not today...I'm not sure if I'd be ready for it." Sevan's excitement fell, giving way to disappointment. He couldn't wait much longer to finally pilot a mobile suit...maybe one day, if he played his cards right, he'd be a Gundam pilot!
He was so rapt in his fantasies of being in a mobile suit he didn't realize that the chatting girls had stopped and were staring at them until one of them spoke. "Oh, geez, it's another weirdo. Can't believe everybody's putting their faith in people like that." The cold words snapped Sevan out of his flights of fancy and Sevan slouched the rest of the way to class, feeling glum.
edited 6th Feb '14 5:26:21 AM by fearjunkie
The rather pretty young man stopped when shouted for, and looked over, jogging back over purely because it'd be too rude to just ignore someone.
"Uhh, yeah, I'm a student there. So I'm going there right now."
Trey wondered briefly who this guy was, and what he wanted there. He did not look like a student...
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Sevan found his spot in class and began snoozing. Such were the benefits of living on campus and getting to class early.
I use guns instead of magic.
(I'll just follow the kid, he'll lead me there.) Wen Biao thought.
And soon he was at the academy.
"Now, I need to find the principal..." The pretty boy muttered.
He then entered the building.
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They say that War is Hell. Well, I would disagree with that assertion - War is much more like purgatory. Human souls struggle and writhe amidst flames and the regretful dead, to eventually ascend to glory.
Six machines flanking one central machine which was larger and less humanoid than its allies, moving through space on the way to Pallaean Territories.
Each of the lighter, humanoid machines has a color scheme of white and black, mono-eyes scanning the surrounding areas, each machine wielding a drawn beam saber in the right hand, and a large launcher weapon in the left.
The central machine resembles a large trilobite, separate legs ending in the hilts of what must have been far greater sabers than what its allies wielded. Its coloration of red and white give it a more easily identified appearance.
Chatter among the men about the role they are about to play. Doubts, of course, about the virtues of what is to be done here. Silenced by the man in the Mobile Armor "Triskelion".
What we do today will guarantee the rise of souls.
"Trey, get up you little nerd!"
His sister stood in the doorway of his room, looking at the sleeping, long haired youth as he stirred from his slumber.
Trey got up, rubbing his eyes of the last vestiges of sleep. Another weird dream about fighting a red machine last night, and he for once was glad for his sister Viana.
Getting dressed in his uniform for pilot school, he looked out the window at the surroundings. They lived well here, for which he was thankful. He was about to think back to the time before living here when Viana shouted his name again and something about daydreaming.
The only daughter of his adoptive father, had before he and his wife went their separate ways, Viana was the grounded one, while you could say Trey was...spacey.
Getting downstairs, Viana was, as usual, clad in a rather showy outfit, and she nagged at him, "Again you're up late...lemme guess, bad dreams again?"
She had prepared breakfast for both of them, and he promptly decided to ignore her comment on his dreams, and said, "Thanks for the breakfast...and from now on, I'll get up on my own."
Viana teased him again, "Sure you will, sleeping beauty."
Trey almost chomped on his tongue through the waffle he was eating. His hand shook slightly, but he calmed himself down. How did she know how to push his buttons so well? Was she telepathic or something?
He finished eating as quickly as possible and said, "Well, I'm off for my big day. See you later!"
Viana waved him off, and sighed, "He better come home safe...or he'll be sorry."
Trey picked up his backpack by the door as he left, and started to run off toward the Academy.
edited 4th Feb '14 1:37:17 PM by NickTheSwing
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