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Isaac:
I looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. I didn't really want to leave, but I had to go train that hopeless attempt at an army. "If you say so. And you better come get me, I'm not in the mood to blow anything up if you don't."
Kalon:
"Then stop being a baby."
Clary:
"I promise. Now go. Shoo!" I said waving him away.
Navy:
"I'm not trying to..."
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Isaac:
I stuck my tongue out at her, then left.
Kalon;
I gave her a punch to the shoulder. "Then toughen up, but not in a way that you're throwing yourself out the window, idiot."
((He's so mean, I'm sorry ;-;))
Clary:
"So childish. I wonder if you're the same." I said as he left.
Navy:
I pouted, rubbing my shoulder. "Well, I'm not tough, okay."
(( I feel like she's gonna cry soon :P I can't wait!!! ))
Isaac:
walking to the training room, I flipped a knife around in my hand, seeing how many times I could catch it without cutting myself. Off to train those losers...it wasn't nearly as fun without Zy.
Kalon:
I groaned. "No, you're not, because you're a girl who's letting her emotions get in the way of everything."
Navy:
"Don't you think I know that?" I snapped. My eyes were brimming with tears but I fought them back.
Kalon:
I sighed. "Obviously not, because you just let it happen anyway instead of being at least half as adult as you pretend to be, and doing something about it. You're weak-willed and a coward, and you're just going to cry about it, aren't you?"
Navain:
I bit my lip and looked down. I wished my hair was open so that it could cover my face, but it was up in a tight bun, so I looked away from him.
"I'm trying to make it work. This is how I'm doing it. What more can I do?"
Kalon:
"However you're doing it, you're only making it worse. If you didn't even see that until now..." I groaned, sometimes it was so annoying talking to her.
Navy:
"I-," I stopped myself from saying anything. He was right, but I didn't know what else to do. The nightmares I get from sleeping is worse than what I see around me. I cant rest or sleep.
Kalon:
I stared at her, expecting her to continue. When she didn't, I sighed. "You're such a baby."
Navy:
I don't say anything as I stand up and leave to find someone to take my place. If I stay near him any longer I might break.
Kalon:
I raise an eyebrow as she starts walking away, then follow her for a second. "Could you at least tell me if I'm good to go back?"
(( Alright then! New charas it is :3 Will you do the plot you were thinking of before for Kalon :magic: ))
((The thing with the fighting, you mean?))
Kalon:
I left the infirmary, going to the barracks, outfitting myself with weapons again, and whatever protective gear I felt wouldn't just slow me down.
(( Yush :3 ))
Kyle:
I was getting a refill on my bullet packs when a guy with strikingly white hair came in. "Kalon? I haven't seen you in a while! How've you been? You remember me right? I was the guy that got you through the first week of training. Now you can tell how ccurate an experience is was."
This also helps cuz I'm making a story and I need help personality building ^^ He has bright orange hair which is something I couldn't do with the game I used :P
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Kalon:
I looked up, then raised an eyebrow. "First...week of training..." I said, trying to remember for a second while I loaded a gun absently. "I Don't remember you."
((Oooh, okay^-^ you're writing a story? :D ))
(( yes :3 I learned how to make a visual novel and I'm making a story for it. ))
Kyle:
"Ah, no worrie. How've you been doing since then? I'm glad you're still here. You were the most promising one of all the trainees."
((Cool :O Sounds fun, I wish you inspiration and luck~ ^-^))
Kalon:
I sighed. "I've been doing fine, I suppose. Except our current situation, and this matched business." I took aim with the gun, just to feel the weight for it, then put it down. "Promising is a nice way of saying neither here nor there."