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Academy Roster

Academy Co-Founder Commander Mia Siserae played by Mia Siserae - Active
Commander Ethan Tier played by FutureKiyoshi - Active
Commander Val Thrall played by SSJHunterKiller- Active
Kaevek played by Kaevek - Active


Phire Captain Vae Le'Angeline played by Mia Siserae – Active
Phire Lieutenant Alaster Damien Crowley played by Bane_Darkwolf – Active
Phire Lieutenant Zane Schuyler played by Shoebox - Active
Phire Corporal Christine Denali played by EmberEm - Active
Phire Private Alaric Eir Clovis played by Soulwave - Active
Phire Angel Private William Warinai played by Walter Barrecks - Active
Phire Angel Private Rufus Ganymede played by Vexar - Active

Lain Angel Captain Victor Kruezmayr played by Smokescreen- Active
Lain Captain Hitomi Mirua played by Prometheus84 - Active
Lain Lieutenant Ai Knight played by Lori Sakura – Active
Lain Corporal Wes Tougas played by Bkip - Awaiting Arrival
Lain Private Fujii Griffon played by Essentials– Active
Lain Private Ross "Owl" Dare played by DMInfernoGR - Active

Dice Lieutenant Bato Reese played by SSJHunterKiller – Active
Dice Lieutenant Alec Mishima played by Ace – Active
Dice Private Faith Blade played by Faith – Active
Dice Private Aurora Von-Drake played by Ralana - Active
Dice Private Gabrielle Skye played by Faith - Active

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The year is AC 220. Entrance exams have been submitted. Young pilots-to-be are just now arriving at the Silentium Base, waiting to board the ship chosen to host this year's Gundam Pilot Academy, Sanctus Gemini XX. Upon arrival the students are to be split into three different regiments based on the results from their entrance exams.

Students that show exceptional traits in physical strength will be admitted into the Dice regiment.
Students that show exceptional skill in military strategy shall be admitted into the Lain regiment.
Students that show exceptional skill in mechanics and engineering shall be admitted into the Phire regiment.

Overall school rankings are as follows: Private (Many), Corporal (Average), Lieutenant (Less), Captain (Few), Elite Captain (Very Few)

Corresponding regiment patches will be given accordingly. The Academy requires that all uniforms that are altered must be the school's colors: Black and Silver. Uniforms are to be worn during the weekdays. Weekends are casual. After students are with their regiments, their regiment Captains will lead them to their respective corridors and show the students to their rooms. First year students/ranked privates will be forced to room with a student from another regiment. The administration will allow two grace days after Sanctus Gemini XX breaks the atmosphere for students to get situated and receive their class schedules. Classes will begin immediately after.

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Acquiring a Gundam

When students reach the rank of Captain they will be given the choice to take the Gundam Acquisition Exams (GX). Students must master all aspects of simulation, military tactics, and must be able to work under unexpected scenarios. Gundams are then distributed to those who have earned the necessary marks.

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Gundam Pilot Academy Medical Chapter

A select few from each regiment will specifically be trained in the medical field. A special rank system will be issued out to those participating in the medical program. The ranks are as follows: Angel Private, Angel Corporal, Angel Lieutenant, Angel Captain, and Angel Elite Captain. Each medic-to-be will still be placed in one of the three regiments.

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Discussion Topic found here: gundam-pilot-academy-discussion-t3136.html

Promotions will be issued by the administration, which will be played out by all of us. They'll be NPC status until we need them in a larger role. The promotional period won't be until we're well into this though as I suspect students should take a couple classes and have a bit more experience before they could rank up.

This doesn't bother me too much, but for good RP etiquette practice lets keep "Out of Character" posts within "OOC:"

A few rules that I'd like to address, very typical RPing rules, most of you know these:
1) No Godmodding - (i.e. *Blows everything up and everyone dies*)
2) No playing other people's characters without consent - I'm a stickler for this one, and I'd like the you guys to help me look out for this
3) Expect changes and twists - As RPs go, they are very unpredictable so be ready to adjust to any situations. This also means, don't be afraid to shift the plot line -- but also be careful. Too many plot changes within a short period of time could kill an RP.

And first and foremost, have fun ^^

I also would like to encourage combined posts. For instance, you and another RPer from here could get together via chat and RP, then post it in forum format here. If this flies, which I'm confident it will, I'd like to take this to LiveRP, but we'll save that for later ^^

If you have any questions don't hesitate to ask, I'm more than willing to help. I'm also glad to have some of the other moderators with us, if in the event that I am unavailable, they would be the ones to go to.

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Character Information

Name:
Age:
Rank:
Regiment:
Appearance:
Bio: (Optional)

Name: Vae Le'Angeline
Age:19
Rank: Captain
Regiment: Phire
Appearance: Short choppy, teal hair, often messy and everywhere. She doesn't care much for her appearance and is often times found wearing baggy black cargo pants with a silver stripe on the sides of it, accompanied by a white, zipped up vest that shows a bit of her midsection. She has two piercings on the bottom of her left ear and one piercing on her right ear. Her eyes glow a soft hazel and she has a small silver locket necklace around her neck with a key hanging next to it.
Bio: <Most will be revealed throughout> Vae is insanely good with mechanics. She's very logical and often spends her free time taking things apart and putting them back together. When it comes to shooting things, though, she can't aim for the life of her. She also keeps her heart locked up as tight as the locket around her neck.

((*huggles Mia*))

Name: Ai Knight
Age: 17 and a half
Rank: Lieutenant
Regiment: Lain
Gender: It's anyones guess. Try yours and see the answer!

Appearance: Ai's is a strange one. Ai has brightly dyed blood-red hair cut short, shaped with the bangs to hang in the eyes, bits and pieces hanging by the ear and neck while the rest is slightly spiked and styled. Dark coal around mismatched eyes - the right a deep green and the left a pale baby-blue. Due to Ai's lithe frame, pale features, and lack of caring people often have a hard time trying to guess Ai's gender. Too pretty for a boy, yet too manly for a woman. Ai tends to wear a loose highnecked black turtleneck with a black padded tanktop vest and slightly baggy pinstriped black style-jeans over long legs. Ai wears a silver cross on a chain around the neck and several random silver earrings pieced along the outside of both ears.

Bio: Ai doesnt like noise very much, unless its constructed noice such a music or rythmn. This most likely comes from Ai's father being a muscian -- although Ai's mother always found such frivolity useless in the middle of a war. Ai has a brilliant strategic mind, but doest often feel like sharing unless prompted or forced into doing so. Ai's mother sent her child to the Pilot Academy after Ai was recommended in hopes Ai might actually follow in the mother's dream of becoming a Gundam pilot. Despite the lack of interest in fighting (more caused from laziness than an actual lack of competive spirit) Ai is strangely mischevious. The youngest of all the siblings in the family and the one most called 'prankster' -- although who somehow always came out of it without reciving punishment by staying at least three-steps ahead at all times. Ai also loves pandas and cant seem to do anything physical to save anyones life.

Name: Elliot Hayse
Age: 17
Rank: Private
Regiment: Phire

Appearance: Standing at around 5ft10in, Elliot is a lean young man with short, wavy brown hair. When not in uniform, Elliot typically wears dark blue jeans, a t-shirt of random color, and a gray jacket.

Bio: After years of nearly failing each year in regular school because of slacker tendencies, Elliot Hayse was eventually enrolled and passed the entry exams to become a pilot. Most recognized Elliot's intelligence was far beyond those his age, and regular class work bored him, but it was difficult to make good grades when you spent most of your time day dreaming or drawing out designs instead of listening to class. His parents, unwilling to deal with Elliot's uncaring attitude towards his typical school work, decided that it would be best to have him focus his attention on something he did enjoy, Mobile Suits. While often times quiet in larger groups of people, Elliot is talkative and personable in smaller settings, yet his sarcastic, and often times cynical, attitude usually keeps people away. However deeply opinionated he may be, Elliot has a distinct sense of right and wrong, and a strong caring attitude for others.

Name: jonathan "ACE" thane
Age:18
Rank:Corporal
Regiment: Lain
Appearance: brown shaggy hair usually gelled into messy spikes, noticably blue-green eyes and wears baggy blue jeans, held up with a studded belt, and a flannel shirt (usually blue) over a t-shirt. wears a spiked-star necklace, but that is the only piece of jewlery he wears.
Bio:makes an exellent pilot, but is very skilled in war strategy. did not expect to get accepted into the program, because of low scores in school. he was addopted and is not afraid to admit that he never knew his parents. VERY emotionally numb and does not get very close to people even though he can easily trust them. can easily pilot almost anything but if someone asks him to fix it, they will be answered with a blank stare as he is unable to do anything mechanical.

Name:Naboo Nonoka
Age:19
Rank:Corporal
Regiment:Lain
Appearance::((http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u286 ... 8/mist.jpg))pale Ivory skin, with a pale long silky hair to match.Her eyes differ however, one day they may be the average gray but other times , varying with her mood, they change from a vibrant blue, to red and completely black
Bio:years ago naboo was in a envolved in a horrific crime,she had been blinded temporarily by chemicals and was beaten brutally and tortured.Her captors left to die in a secluded area, but she lived long enough to be found and saved. but the tramatic expierence brought on amnesia, as if her body saved her the tramatic memories by blocking them, and ever since then she hunts for clues to bring back her memory and to search for her attackers.
Extra info: she has the ability to heal, and speak through her mind, she also is very stealthy,achrobatic, and through rigorous training she became a strong hand to hand combat fighter.

SO GOOD TO SEE YOU BACK!

Name: Bato Reese
Age: 18
Rank: Lieutenant
Regiment: Dice
Appearance: Big for his age and very muscular. Shoulder length blue hair that's usually pulled back into a small ponytail. Black and White camo pants and a plain white shirt is his idea of casual. Several scars cris cross his chest and back though he's never told anyone how or when he got them. Skin tone is a bit darker than most from spending a majority of his time outside under the blazing sun.
Bio: A majority of people don't see Bato as being too bright. And for the most part, they're right except when it comes to fighting. Then, he's a genius. He can't plan or use any strategy on his own, but he's able to adapt to almost any situation in the blink of an eye. Quiet for the most part, even around people he knows. Fiercely loyal to friends and always strictly adheres to the ranking system. <More will be reveals sooner or later>

Name: Fujii Griffon
Age: 23
Rank: Private
Regiment: Lain
Appearance: Fujii Griffon Picture
A rather tall individual Fujii usually has the tendency to slouch or lean back slightly to askew his natural height to that of those around him, he has short white spiky hair always well kept. Keeping his definite facial features in well view most of the time. Having a dark tan, coupled with his white hair he's fairly easy to pick out of a crowd most would say. Normally you could find him wearing his uniform even when off duty, very rare is it to see him in his street clothes.
Bio: After a troubled past and losing the one he loved, Fujii found his way to the Pilot Academy. Since then, he has been one of the oldest students to not rise in rank. Many attribute this to his cocky attitude, which has caused him to butt heads with faculty and students alike. However, Fujii is well versed in combat and strategy, far surpassing most of a higher rank.

][OOC: Changed characters.][

Name: Faith Blade
Age: 17
Rank: Private
Regiment: Dice

Appearance:
There is nothing special about the way Faith looks. Her slightly wavy layered blonde hair rests exactly three inches below her shoulder blades. Lightly feathered bangs often rest across her light blonde eyebrows and into her golden speckled ocean blue eyes. Her lips are full, pouty and beautifully sculpted. Her lightly 5’11 bronze exotic form is perfectly sculpted with an exquisite combination of muscle and tone. A blade shaped scar runs from the bottom tip of her clavicle down to the exact center location of her backside. There is also a scar that scales a few inches down the right side of her ribcage intertwined with a few bullet scars. Faith also has a small scar spanning across the middle of her right arm. Lastly, she has a scar that runs across her left eyebrow. Other than that and freckles speckled throughout her face, there are no other imperfections upon her visage. The teen has a faith kanji tattoo placed upon her right upper arm with several initials circled around it to depict personal friends and lovers she has lost. There is also a tattoo of a red and black dragon spanning across her lower back.

Faith’s favorite articles of clothing consist conveniently of comfy jeans and an arsenal of t-shirts or wife-beater tanks, when she isn’t wearing the uniform that is. The colors vary on what fits her fancy and if she doesn’t have a color that she wants, she takes it upon herself to borrow it from a store with all intentions not to return it of course. Finishing out the outfit is a pair of black thigh high boots with five inch chunky heels or a pair of tennis shoes that ultimately match her outfit in some way shape or form. Lastly, she wears a black leather jacket that extends down to her kneecaps and is very practical in every activities as well as not-so everyday activities. When forced to attend balls or other elegant engagements, Faith will most likely slip on a tight fitting, curve flattering black strapless black dress that floats just barely below her thighs, leaving little to imagination or another beautiful and extravagant dress.

Dangling down from a silver chain is a three tiered diamond pendant each jewel wrapped in pure silver. On her left wrist is a pure silver watch, the face of it analog style. On her left thumb, she wears a silver ring with a butterfly that stands out, the colors matching her tattoo perfectly. When she wears her hair up, in braids, or pigtails, she fastens it with silver clips. A pair of sleek silver sunglasses dons the top of her head; the lenses are a reflective metallic blue shade. Within the left lens is a computer program that when activated allows her to find locations of individuals and scan information for intelligence purposes. She also has a cell phone slash communicator that is the key to her family keeping in touch with her. Only those deemed worthy have the number and code and if anyone else were to call, the phone has the ability to track the location so that she can find them and beat the hell out of them. It has a tracking device of each person under her care so that she can find them if needed. It also helps her crack codes when necessary.

Bio:
Faith Noelle Blade was born in the gang-infested city of West Port, California to Grace and Arien Blade on January 2nd. Her father fell in love with her immediately and thought she was the most beautiful angelic baby he had ever seen. Her mother on the other hand loathed the child and treated her like an animal. Whatever care Faith received it was from her father and when the youngin’ turned three, her mother went insane and tried to burn the house down with Arien and Faith inside. Her father saved them all and because her mother slept with the police chief at the time, no charges were pressed. Two years later, a gang broke into the house and killed her father and mother while they slept. Faith happened to be awake going to the bathroom when it happened, and therefore escape out of the bathroom window with the help of a small step ladder. Left to fend for herself, she camped out in a nearby abandoned building and stole from the store what she needed. After the police were finished in her house, she snuck back in to get everything she could carry. At the age of ten, Faith began gathering children that had similar events happen to them, thus creating her own gang. Instead of stealing trivial things, Blade started stealing weapons and other things needed to keep her new family alive. Upon scouting one day, the thirteen year old scoped out three different abandoned apartment complexes and decided upon one of them to move everyone into. The other two were to be used as escape routes in case their location was found. Many orphaned children were rescued, taken in by her and the rest of the gang. After that, they waged their own war against the neighboring gangs in order to bring peace back to their hometown. Meanwhile a totally different war was raging between the colonies and earth.

Whenever wanting to just chill and get her mind off the wars raging at home and all over the world, Faith would head to her best friend’s club. Only seventeen, Matty was the sole owner of club Heaven and Hell, which was the place to be. If you were anyone, you were hanging at the club. The upstairs level of the club was dubbed "Heaven," because of the angels and other ethereal creatures painted on the walls. A preppy 20-something crowd often dance to pop hits under the radiance of strobe lights. There are four or five tables with couches and chairs, but the conversation is fairly tame. Downstairs in “Hell” is a totally different situation. The music on the stereo, usually hardcore, punk or rap, is grittier than above, but quieter. A banner over the bar announces "Welcome to Hell – Have a hell of a good time!!!" On the walls are murals of grim reapers, skeletons and doomsday scenes; a few tattered chairs and tables; a pool table; and waxy masks protruding from the wall, illuminated by a lunar glow. Downstairs, in "Hell," a completely different mood dominates. The basement is dingy and vaguely sinister, with demonic images adorning the walls. There is more passionate dancing down here—as well as a pool table and a bar. There are of course private rooms off to the side for more of a private show. The club was the only place that was neutral free and no gangs ever attempted to fight there. Sure, there were fights, but nothing big. Faith would hangout with Matty and his girlfriend, Aurora downstairs in Hell for hours upon hours until someone in her family needed her.

Unfortunately, her time as a gang leader came to an end when the government infiltrated the town and put all those in her care into foster care. She was thrown into an orphanage because she kept running away from her foster family. Of course, being in an orphanage didn’t keep her from escaping and she did so every time they let her out of lockdown. The government upon catching her the last time, decided to send her to the academy to do something worthwhile considering her stealth skills as well as other skillful attributes.


**More of her personality and skills will come out as they're rp'ed.**

][:/ Sorry it’s long.][

Name: Domonique de Saint- Exupery
Age: 17
Rank: Angel Private
Regiment: Lain
Appearance: cropped (goes to her shoulders) black hair with cherry red streaks going through it. Pale skin, almost paper white. Bright blue eyes that shine. A very regal posture. She is medium heighth and very slim. She Usually wears black dress pants with a red strip down the side, a red dress shirt, a black tie with black and white converse.
Bio: She has no memory of her past or how she arrived at the Gundam Pilot Academy. She is of french decent however.


Posts: 141
Joined: Thu Sep 22, 2005 3:29 pm

OOC: I officially proclaim this RP -STARTED- =D

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Intro:

The sun is beginning to set on Silentium Base as the arrival of students are pouring in. Aircrafts from all around, Earth and the Colonies alike are covering the air strip, unloading the masses of newcomers and veterans. Sanctus Gemini XX has already just opened its doors and students are just now reporting to the hangar to be placed into their regiments. Faculty and upperclassmen were scattered everywhere to inform the newcomers about where they were expected to be.

After all of the privates are placed into their regiments, their regiments will lead them to their dorm rooms. All baggage and luggage have already been sent to the dorm rooms. The students were notified that as soon as they reported to their dorm rooms, they were to go retrieve their uniforms from the West Wing. Schedules will be posted later after Sanctus Gemini XX has broken the atmosphere.

Sanctus Gemini XX is now getting ready to take flight. Don't be late now.

OOC: This is a combined post between Lori and I ^^
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IC:

Vae & Ai

Voice – I won't ever leave you....

His tall dark figure towered over as his arms found his way around her waist. He lifted her chin up with the tips of his fingers as he leaned in toward her lips...

THUD--!

The aircraft landed more shaky than expected, jarring Vae awake from her ever so pleasant dream.

Ai’s Mom - Please try not to destroy things this year, Ai.

Those were the departing comforting words of Ai's mother as they left their seventeen and a half year old child off at the Academy for the new year. How typical. Ai snorted softly, brilliant crimson bangs fluttering into the dark smudged liner around Ai's eyes creating a look strangely similar to the panda cell phone the Lieutenant was currently texting on. Oh, the ship had landed. Ai looked up with mismatched eyes to see a girl looking a bit startled on the other side of the landing craft.

Vae rubbed her eyes, trying to fix her blurred vision while thinking to herself – Damn aircraft couldn't wait til AFTER he kissed me to land.. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she peered around to see if it was safe to get up. Just as soon as she had thought it, the seat belt light turned off and a voice boomed over the speakers above:

Intercom - Welcome to Silentium Base, Gundam Pilot Academy students please report to dock 04-X to board Sanctus Gemini XX, further instructions will be issued in the hangar.

Ai rolled heavily lined eyes at the voice that echoed over the aircraft. Bloody voices were always so bossy. Stretching cramped legs clad in the regular black attire, Ai stood and slouched down the aisle towards the exit, keeping one hand tucked inside the pants pocket and one flying over the type pad of the panda cell phone. Unbuckling the seatbelt, Vae let it fall to her sides as she got up to stretch. She brings her arms up over her head as a yawn escapes her crimson lips. Her dark teal, choppy short hair falls into messy place as she makes her way toward the aisle. While getting up, though, Vae is accidentally shoved into someone walking in the aisle peacefully minding their panda-phone.

Vae – Oh goodness, please excuse me, uhh…

Ai – Nah, s'okay…

The person before her's name escaped her.

Ai felt something collide with the back of the padded vest fitted snuggly on the thin frame of Ai's person and glanced backwards. The Lieutenant's eyes glazed over the form of the chick who was apologizing.

Ai – Huh. Cute.

Where had Ai seen this girl before....
Vae – I'm sorry but I know I've seen you around before...my name is Vae.

Lifting her hand up, Vae offers it to shake Ai's hand. With her free hand, Vae runs it past her crazy teal hair a couple times to try and restore order to it. It seems to just fall back into it's original choppy place though. Ai gave a little half-smirk and took Vae's hand. Now, the memories were coming back. This chick was a Captain. Classy. Ai bowed over Vae's hand and gave a little half swept mock bow, the one hand with the Panda cell phone gracefully sweeping through the air.

Ai – A pleasure, Miss Vae. I'm Ai.

For some odd reason, Vae found herself blushing at Ai. What was troubling her was that because of the way Ai was acting, and the way Ai had no outward way of showing -- Vae couldn't tell whether Ai was a guy or a girl. She didn't want to go about asking Ai flat out, oh no, that would be rude.

Vae – What regiment are you? She asks, still wondering about Ai's gender.

Ai stood up straight and let go of Vae's hand slowly, running a hand through the new hair color that had recently plagued Ai's fancy and shrugged nonchantly.

Ai – Lain, and you?

Ai tried hard not to let a lip twitch at the reaction received from Vae. Really, the teal-head girl was cute. Vae didn't know how to react. Shrugging it all off for the moment she replies.

Vae – I'm a Captain in the Phire regiment.

As they were standing there talking, Vae noticed that they seemed to be holding up the line of students that were trying to get off of the aircraft. Excusing herself for the moment, Vae reached up into the overhead compartments and pulled out a small navy blue backpack that she swung over her shoulders.

Vae – Shall we..?

Ai nodded, not even bothering to care about the annoyed looks people were giving them. Like Ai cared. Waiting never killed anyone -- and it was fun to grate on random people's nerves so early in the year. One hands reached up to nudge the silver cross around the turtleneck and tugged at the high collar reaching half over Ai's pale lips.

Ai – If we must. What sort of irratating ritual do you suppose they'll have us do first?

Ai grimaced, closing coaled eyes briefly and then gave a lazy smirk.

Ai – Where you rooming this year princess?

Vae – Heh, oh! I'm not sure yet. I didn't sign up for the welcoming commitee this year so I'm going to have to get my room assignment from my regiment later.

What a flirt, Vae thought.

Vae – Want to head on over to the hangar?

Ai yawned, putting an arm over the part of the mouth that wasnt covered.

Ai – Eh, sure. I didnt sign up either -- It's more fun to be surprised. Plus...

Ai trailed off and the left pale eye twitched.

Ai – My last roommate was such a stiff.

Vae laughed a bit as she made her way toward the exit stairs. Pacing down the painted white on metal stairs, she peers up only to be take aback by the magnificence of Sanctus Gemini XX. The ship was massive. There were people everywhere. Excitement filled Vae as she reached the bottom step. It was another year, but this time around -- she was going to get her gundam. Ai followed Vae's gaze at the overly large spacecraft that was soon to become a personal jungle gym prison for the panda-lover and felt a expression of disbelief. What, she actually liked this place? What a strange chick. It was also strange. Ai usually received a more profound reaction from people than what Ai felt from Vae. How interesting. Ai leaned over Vae's shoulder, which could be done thanks to being around two to three inches taller than the Phire Captain, and tried to understand the girl's excitement.

Turning back to Ai, Vae smiles.

Vae – Lets get going then...

OOC: This was done by Fujii and myself.

IC:

There were sounds coming from what seemed like everywhere and from anything. People hurried to and fro, dropping off their belongings, and falling into small groupings, before breaking off to their designated areas. A sudden gust of wind blew Elliot’s hair back out of his eyes as he surveyed the area. He took a deep breath, sliding his hands into the pockets of his jacket. Part of him was thrilled; he was on the verge of being a mobile suit pilot. A dream he had had for most of his childhood. Another part of him felt like he had been shipped off by his parents, who just didn’t want to deal with him anymore.

Standing surrounded by a group of fellow veterans you would almost mistake Fujii for being popular the reality of the situation was he in the middle of a verbal onslaught from his peers. He had been with the academy for a few years and was still a private, having never been promoted but once, then after an altercation quickly demoted again. Quickly the situation was cooled down by a faculty member telling the group to disperse and enter the Sanctus Gemini XX. Although it would seem anger was still apparent in Fujii's eyes as he grudgingly made his way to the ship.

Sighing to himself, Elliot looked up to the various signs leading the students where they needed to go. Removing his ID card from his pocket he confirmed that he was to follow the “Phire” Regiment. He shrugged sliding the card back to his pocket and slowly made his way towards his assigned line.

Already wearing one of the school's uniforms Fujii seemed out of place in line for the "Lain" regiment group. Wondering to himself if the others in plain civilian clothes thought it weird that there was someone already with a uniform but of such low rank, that was their senior. Sighing to himself he let out a small embarrassed remark to his situation, "This is ridiculous..."

While standing in line, Elliot became somewhat bored with the slow moving nature. He had gotten on shuttle flights faster than this. Looking around again, he saw the obviously older student across from him in the “Lain” line, the same one who had been caught up in the argument before. Hearing him call the situation “ridiculous” almost made Elliot speak up, but instead he just smirked, nodded to himself and took another tedious step forward.

Finally being lead to the dorms Fujii felt somewhat better. Stretching in a tired and stiff fashion he took off his uniform jacket and laid it down on what he was going to claim as "his" bed, then quickly fell backwards onto the bed with his arms folded behind his head letting the ceiling come into full view. "So far it seems like another tiresome voyage." the words slipped out of his mouth as he closed his eyes, he thought to himself for a moment perhaps his roommate would appear soon.

Now moving a little faster through the hallway, Elliot checked each door he past by, looking down at the slip of paper to confirm the one he past wasn’t his dorm every so often. Finally coming to a stop, and taking a smaller step forward to activate the sensor that slides the doors open, he arrived at his dorm room seeing that his room mate had beat him to it.

Hearing someone come to the door from the outside and stop his ear twitched even but slightly, when the person entered the room his eyes shot open to see who it was only moving his head insignificantly in the direction of the entrance. "Yo," was the simple greeting he gave out, it holding particularly no special meaning.

“Hey,” he replied with little certainty behind it before Elliot made his way to the opposite bed, guessing that it was his and sat down taking in the room. There was a desk against one wall, a simple desk lamp, a few books, and other desk necessities. The other walls housed a closet and bathroom. Leaning over slightly, Elliot extended his hand, “I’m Elliot Hayse.”

Sitting up he gripped the hand of his new roommate firm, "My name is Fujii...Fujii Griffon. A pleasure to meet you." He seemed social in this instance perhaps it was because he had no strife with this person yet. "I'm of the Lain regiment group, and yourself?"

After a polite shake, he released his roommates hand then sat back against the headboard of his bed. “A strategist eh,” he said almost half smirking, “I’m with the Phire Regiment.”

"So you take to the strategy of knowing your machine best is that it?" He smirked slightly. "A good strategy if there was but one to take, but even if i'm designated by just the "Lain" ID, I'd like to think I try to familiarize myself with all three of the regiments teachings. Knowing yourself and your machine are the best strategies that come to mind." Nodding to himself he sat up. "Perhaps you need to get your uniform before they run out of your size, you don't want to have to take up stitching as well do you?"

Elliot hit his head back on the headboard, recalling that small bit of information as he stood up. “Yeah, I forgot about that. Thanks for reminding me,” with that he made his way to the door but stopped, “They said the West Wing right?”

"Yeah the West Wing" He blinked, watching Elliot hit his head on the headboard, he was now standing "I'll take you there," and with that he motioned his hand to follow and proceeded out the door and left down the hallway.

Elliot followed behind the older student as they made their way through the well lit hallways filled with other students getting used to their new environment. “So, how long have you been familiarizing yourself with the teachings here?”

"Ha..." Fujii was hit at a stinging point. "I've been here four years now..." He continued onward silent from then on, till they reached the West Wing and more importantly the area to which all the new students would receive their uniforms. "Here you go, my friend I'll see you back at the room." And with that he left the opposite direction, giving a small wave with his back turned, as was the usual with him.

Elliot waved back only for a slight second when he realized it didn’t matter anyway, since his roommate had already started down the hall way. Turning around seeing the vast lines, he groaned to himself. “Great…more lines.”

Link to Reiko's profile.... http://www.freewebs.com/razgriznagase/reikosprofile.htm

Name:Reiko Ituralde
Age:19
Regiment:Lain. (I think....LOL. The one associated with strategy and such.)

The rest of the profile can be found at that link.

As Saladin said...I know about Gundam, but dunno how to RP as one LOL...so I guess I'll learn as I RP in here.

Combined RP between Saladin and me....Saladin as Josiah, me as Reiko.

ReikoThe fact that he was coming to the Gundam Pilot Academy rather than to some other school where he hated working with stupid teachers never ceased to amaze him. He shook his head slowly, as he stepped out of the aircraft that'd brought him to the place where the Silentium Base was, and knew that he'd probably be visiting Sanctus Gemini XX sooner or later. His long brown hair moved as he looked around slowly, taking in the new sights and sounds, knowing that he would have to learn a lot about those Gundam Suits that he'd always heard about. He looked to his side, then back and in front for his older brother, wondering where he'd gone off to.

Josiah So, the day had finally come for Josiah, the day that would begin the rest of his life. He had arrived in a single man vessel, one he piloted himself. That would be his job soon enough, although never once had he sat in the cockpit of a mobile suit, let alone a Gundam. Landing the vessel, he got out, and placed soft soled shoes upon the concrete, taking in the view of the Silentium Base. All was insignificant when compared tothe place he would meet his destiny; Sanctus Gemini XX. Dice, that would be his regiment. As he looked around for his troublesome little brother, he could not help but smile. He began walking around, looking for the ship that was taking his brother here. In the gentle breeze, a long braid of smooth blond hair drifted around the small of his back as emerald eyes made their search.

ReikoHe'd chosen to not pilot his own vessel. He could do it, but he had decided to take the lazy way and have someone else pilot him to the Academy. He grinned, and shook his head as he felt the gentle breeze start up and cause his bound hair to sway in the air slightly, even as he looked about with blue eyes, searching for his brother, having seen his vessel come in moments earlier. He noted the fact that other students wore the same black and silver uniform, though in various styles. His was almost completely black, marred only by the silver lines running down the sides of his pants and his shirt.

JosiahIt took only a few minutes to notice the ship where Reiko would be emerging from, if he had not done so already. Looking around, Josiah could not help but smile at the many people, a fair few, if not all, were younger than the twenty two year old man. The young people all looked much like drones, dressed in their black and silver uniforms, or variations of it. Josiah, however, was not one to follow the norm; his own Mandarin style suit was silver, with a small amount of black, from the shoulders to half way down the chest on the shirt, and a small strip of black perhaps three inches wide at the bottom of his trousers. Still keeping within the rules, but only just. Such was Josiah, he knew he would never be able to be a drone, yet he knew he had no choice but to come here to acheive his ultimate goal. Reaching the vicinity of the ship Reiko had been travelling in, he made his way towards it.

ReikoHe saw Josiah, his brother almost immediately as he began making his way towards where he was. He chuckled, and decided to let him come a little closer before calling out his name. When he did, he shook his head as he saw the uniform. "As usual, you overdo things like that, Bro." He chuckled again and tilted his head. "So, today's the day."

JosiahGrinning, Josiah said nothing, but walked up to his younger brother, placing a rather firm arm around the man's shoulders, roughly pulling him in for an instant. "And you, little brother, are boring!" he said with a light laugh, then looking out from the ramp of the vessel at the many people bustling, a thoughtful expression dressed his face his face. "Yeah, it is. I guess I will have to keep you out of trouble, there are a few louts in this crowd." He winked for that; knowing that his brother was not as proficient as he in the Arts of Fighting, but was certainly getting better thanks to Josiah's tutelage.

ReikoHe too, laughed. He knew that his brother considered him boring, and shook his head. "No doubt. No doubt." He chuckled and nodded. "Such louts are always present when there's a gathering of this size, you know." He grinned as he saw his brother's wink and began walking towards the hangar. "Shall we find out where we will go then?"

Josiah[b] nodded, and moved his arm from around his brother's shoulder, ruffling the younger man's hair as he did so. "Well, lead the way, smart man. You know I am the brawn in this operation. And all this hassle is pointless. I already know where I am going to be. Dice. They should just tell me where the hell my dorm is so I can kick back a little." Stretching slightly, he yawned, having had a rather heavy night the previous evening.

ReikoHe sighed then nodded as he began to lead the way towards the dock, quickly finding the number 04-X as he heard the intercom announce to newcomers where to go. "This is where we're supposed to report to. Apparently we'll be boarding Sanctus Gemini once we get instructions there." He chuckled and looked to make sure that his brother was following, and navigated his way towards the dock, brushing past groups of students. He ignored those that weren't important at the moment, and reached the docking bay. "Well, I suppose we'll have to wait here. I'm with the Lain regiment, but I wouldn't know where the hell the regiment is, and the same goes for you, brother. You're in Dice..." He muttered, as he looked about, wondering what would come next.

JosiahFollowing his brother, Josiah had a rather bored expression on his face, feeling the effects of the night prior significantly now. He paid no mind to the students wandering somewhat aimlessly, and without order. It was, however, not with total lack of attention he walked, he ensured no one tried pushing his little brother around, despite Josiah himself walking in his set path, any obstruction being nonchalantly brushed to the side. "Yeah, something like that, Rei. I know I am in Dice. Remind me though, what did the fuckers place my rank as?" He couldn't remember at all, such things meaning little to the boisterous heir, "Was it corporal or lieutenant?" Eyes continued to scan, ensuring no hassle would enter the vicinity of the two brothers. Although, should there be, it would be fun.

ReikoAgain he shrugged when he heard Josiah's comment. "I have absolutely no fucking idea. Maybe you can ask. After all, they're supposed to assign us to wherever we're needed." He chuckled again and shook his head as he got in line. He eyed the groups of people scattered about the docking bay. "Probably corporal. Then again, it could be lieutenant." He shook his head as he heard the intercom repeat instructions over and over...slowly grating upon his nerves. "And if you are corporal or lieutenant, you won't be assigned with the first years, I think."

JosiahHe laughed fully then, a loud roar of a laugh. "Watch ya language, kiddo." It had been some while since he had heard his rather stoic brother swear, and it amused him. "Well, that kinda sucks; What rank are you gunna be?" Looking around still, he started to pace back and forth, tapping his legs with his hands in some random rhythm. "And will they turn that FUCKING tannoy off!" An outburst that was very loud, an obvious source of irritance for the fiery chap.

ReikoHe grinned when he heard his brother tell him to watch his language. "Private." He chuckled again then as he looked at his brother pacing just a little ways besides him. He nodded in agreement. "Yes, it does suck, as always." He tossed his head back, laughing fully, not as loud as his brother, but just enough to make people know that there was someone laughing. "Nah, they probably won't turn off the damn thing."

Josiah"For fuck's sake. Come on, Rei, I am pissed off here." With that, Josiah stormed off towards the front of the crowd, pushing through the people with no care. In the crowd, the six foot five inches tall, angry, fiery man was easily visible ina sea of generally much younger kids. His intention was to get the tannoy turned off. "The little shits WILL listen to me and turn it off, I fucking swear it, Rei. Else, I'll pop each speaker in the bloody base." It was not noticable, even Josiah could not tell, but both he and Rei knew he carried a gun with him at all times.

ReikoAgain he laughed as he heard his brother swear once more. "Alright." He followed easily, almost right behind his brother as he pushed his way through the crowd, still laughing. "You know, they'll probably be taking in new students all day, so they'll probably not turn it off. Lower the tone maybe, but not turn it off...unless they want to assign people to the landing pad for the vessels coming through here." He grinned again as he heard the threat to pop each one. "I wouldn't be surprised if you'd have to pop each and every one of the speakers in this damn base."

JosiahNot really paying his brother much mind, Josiah reached the front if the crowd, looking down at the obvious cleric on a chair behind a rather rickety table. Slamming his hands down upon the table, Josiah eyed the man, his rage and annoyance more than clear. "Now then, pen pusher, either you turn off this fucking tannoy, or you get someone else to do it." Josiah moved closer to the cleric's face, levelling his eyes to that of the cleric. "The decision is yours. Which one?"

ReikoHe noticed that his brother wasn't paying attention, and chuckled when he stopped besides his brother and listened to his condescending tone as he spoke to the pen-pusher as he called them. "You might wanna do as he suggests." He chuckled, wondering if his brother would really pop each and every one of the speakers that were blaring the tannoy.

JosiahThe pen pusher looked at the rather domineering Josiah Ituralde with an obvious nervousness and uncomfort. He stuttered his reply, obvious lacking in confidence "I... I... We were t-t-told to leave them on f-for the stud-d-dents." Josiah stood up, turned towards his brother, "Oh fucking great, Rei, I am talking to an idiot. Can't even string a word together. Bashing the table in front of the cleric, which was only a cheap fold up thing, with enouh force to break it, Josiah turned and walked back the way he had come. "This is fucking shit, Rei." He was sure his brother would follow him.

ReikoHe laughed as he watched the pen pusher nervously answer. He laughed even more when he heard his brother tell him that he was talking to an idiot. He laughed, shaking his head. "That's what you get, I suppose." He turned and followed his brother, chuckling in amusement as he agreed. "Of course it is, but you know how students are."

JosiahOnce again, the instructions began their repitition, and with a growl, Josiah drew his pistol and let loose with three squeezes on the trigger, off around the crowd, speakers would pop, sending out sparks of electricity. Replacing his gun, most of the speakers were some distance off, so Josiah decided to sit down, finding a steel bench a few moments later. "Ahh! That's better, Rei. My head is killing me.

ReikoHe could not help but grin as he heard his brother pop the nearest speakers. "Well duh, you had quite a night last night." He chuckled again, shaking his head as he watched the crowd freak out at the fact that his brother had a gun. "You know you'll probably lose that for using it in here right?" He leaned against the wall a little ways from his brother, watching him then letting his eyes roam the crowd.

JosiahGrinning at his ever serious brother, it was good not be discussing their individual reasons for being here. Josiah was sick of the war; it was a bad thing for his father's business, which was his inheritance. Josiah had come here to train to be the best, and in doing so, be able to destroy both sides of the war, and keep his business in a prosperous position. "Yeah, yeah, you need to live a little, Rei. Have a beer, kiss a girl, ya know... Have some fun." He shook his head and the chuckled slightly. "They can have that one. It is getting old now. And I have more than just that, come on!"

ReikoHe nodded. "Yes, I do know I need to live a little." He raised an eyebrow as he said that the officials could have the gun. "Alright. You'd better keep that to yourself though." He knew that he would keep it to himself, since he was told just now. But he nodded, as he was told to follow, and followed, curious now.

Josiahstood, just as three rather smartly suited officials walked towards the pair. "Oh great, here they come." He took out his pistol, holding it by the barrel, the safety being switched on, and waited.

ReikoAgain, he laughed. "I told you, they'd be coming." He grinned and watched, wondering how his brother would handle this, and tilted his head, as he watched the smartly suited officials coming towards them. "Might as well let them have it and say fuck the world and fuck all of your stupid tannoy." He chuckled as his eyes narrowed, marking each official.

JosiahJosiah remained standing for only a moment more, then walked towards the officials, holding the gun out, handle first, he shoved it into the hand of the official in the middle, "There. Problem solved. Now, rather than fucking me and my brother about, take us to our dorms. I am corporal in Dice, he..." He threw his head towards Reiko, "is in Lain, same rank. Now, get a move on, before I get annoyed." He then yawned in a mocking manner, demonstrating his boredom, hopig his brother would notice the obvious lift his brother had just given him.

ReikoHe'd noticed. He didn't argue though. He chuckled as he watched the officials, watched their reactions, wondering what they would do next. He shook his head as he waved. "Yo." in response to his brother throwing his head in the direction that he was in. He grinned, and merely looked at them with something like boredom and irritance.

JosiahThe officials, obviously unused to such a brash approach and attitude from the students, were a little gobsmacked. Clearly, they were unsure how to react. Josiah, on the other hand, was impressed by his little brother, he did a good job just then. He had to stifle a chuckle as he remembered some of the trouble the pair had gotten themselves into in years past. "Well, the Gemini is over there, me and my bro are gunna go that way, catch up with us when you pick your jaws from the floor." He turned towards the Gemini XX, and looked at his brother with a rather cheeky wink; "Come on kidder, let's leave these three, it must be embarassing for them."

ReikoWhen one of the officials heard that they were leaving, he spoke "But you'll need to come with us and explain to us why you fired off a weapon in an area full of students. You should know better, corporal." Meanwhile, he was grinning at the idiotic official that was blathering. "Oh come on. He just popped the speaker system. You know those damn system is annoying when they're blaring like that." Again, in the distance, the system was going off. "And we'll be seeing ya later. You know what our names are. You know our rank. You know our regiment. You should be able to find us after we've settled in." He turned and began to follow his brother. Again, the official interrupted "I don't think so. Not before you give over any other weapons you have." Rei muttered then. "I don't have any fucking weapons...unless you count my hands, feet and head?" The official opened and closed his mouth like that of a fish as he tried to think of a good comeback.

JosiahJosiah hadn't stopped as the official spoke, uninterested in their words. When Reiko caught back up, the older fellow grabbed his brother by the shoulder again, as he had earlier, and he pulled him into himself. "That's my boy. You're learning well. I wanna see more of that side of you. Let's get going, kidder." With that, Josiah let go of his brother and continued at a rather swift pace towards the Gemini.

ReikoHe nodded and followed at just the same pace as his brother was walking. "Thanks." He chuckled then shook his head. "Well, this time they were being stupid, so they deserved it." He grinned, hearing the officials shout behind them to halt and to come back with them. He grinned as he thought of flipping them off, but then thought better of it, as he headed towards the Gemini, intending to get rid of them through the mass of people. "We'll lose the idiots when we're in a large group of people."

JosiahWith a chuckle, Josiah shook his head "I don't really give a shit, ya know." Walking through the crowds towards the large training ship, the Ituralde brothers were pretty much unhindered, what with the elder walking slightly infront, clearing a path with no mind of manners or the like. Getting to the ship, he walked up the ramp, and started to wander towards the dorms, seeing the signs that pointed off to each regiment's dorms. "Well, I guess I will be seing you later, Corporal." He saluted in a playful manner to his brother

ReikoHe knew his brother didn't give a shit. He chuckled as he looked back a few times, noting the fact that they'd lost the officials. "I do know." He grinned as he heard people curse his brother and mutter. He got to the ship just behind his brother and started to wander as well towards the dorms, and nodded as he heard his brother. "Indeed, I'll see you later, Corporal." He grinned and snapped off a crisp salute and turned towards the Lain regiment dorms.

JosiahWell, he was finally here, in the Gemini. It would be a couple of days, and then his plans to remove both armies would begin. Watching his brother walk off towards the Lain dorms, Josiah smiled, deciding the kid'll be alright, especially after that display this morning. Turning then himself, Josiah walke doff towards his own dorms, hopefully he would be able to relax for some time, his headache was still there.

This is where the RP ended. Hope you guys enjoyed it, and don't mind the style I used LOL.

Normally, returning to the Gundam Pilot Academy was relativtly boring for Ai, but as soon as shots were heard echoing around the huge room, two thoughts crossed Ai's lazying mind.
What the bloody.....?! and Whoa, why didnt I think of that before? What a great way to start off a party! Well, of course, technically Ai knew that was not a good way to start off the new year, but man, it was hilarious to see someone else do it and take the rap. The officals were gonna be so pissed. Military people + undisiplined students randomly carrying guns in a neutral zone did not equal anything good. Ai glanced over at Vae, wondering how the Captain was going to take this severe breach in protocal. Ai made sure to keep both eyes trained on the two guys who had been involved in the random shootings, mentally noting to add in the lack of common sense behavior into any future calucations.

"Well. That was different," Ai mused.

][OOC: I switched out my character. Hope that's not a big deal.][

”What do you mean I have to go to a Gundam Pilot Academy? That shit’s not for me. I refuse to go. If you send me, I’ll just disappear.”

”Shut your mouth and listen carefully Faith Blade. If you do not go to this academy and better yourself, you are going to rot in a jail cell. This is for your own good. You have potential, you just need to apply yourself and realize you can make something of yourself. Do something useful with your skills.”

“If I do this… you wipe my record clear, right? That’s the only deal I will accept.”

”Ms. Blade, you know I cannot do that without permission from my boss. We’ll see how you do. However, if you get yourself into trouble, no one will be there to protect you. You’ll be on your own. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I’m not stupid, you know.”

Tapping her fingers against governmental shuttle she had been forced upon, Faith hummed under her breath. Unsure which was more ridiculous; the fact that she had gotten caught or the idea of going to some snooty academy, Blade closed her golden-speckled ocean blue eyes in order to block out everything going on around her. It wouldn’t be long before they reached the Silentium Base, where the Sanctus Gemini XX, was at, which was both a blessing and a punishment. The idea of being able to start over so to speak appealed to her, but something told the orphan the authority figures at the Academy would know exactly who she was. At least the students wouldn’t have a clue as to who Faith truly was although rooming with some bitch might put a damper on her illusion. She missed her family, especially Matty and Aurora and that didn’t help her attitude one bit.

”We’re here, Ms. Blade. Disembark, now.”

“Glad to see you’re pleasant as always, Andrew. Give my love to your family. Oh wait, you’re divorced. Later!”

Walking out of the shuttle, Faith made her way through the crowd. It was difficult not to go back for her baggage, but she had been told five times that to do so wasn’t acceptable and that they would be taken to her room. Grunting a little before shoving her way through the crowd, the wanderer made it to her room in record time. Whoever she was staying with was already gone or hadn’t arrived yet, which suited her just fine. Ensuring that every piece of her luggage was in place, Blade headed back out of her dorm. Narrowing her eyes as she shifted through the crowd, the teen followed the freaks to where they were being split up. Once again starting to hum as she was shown where to go, the lithe female headed over to the Dice section and scanned over her competition with distain. Once again following the crowd to the West Wing, she ran a few fingers through her faintly wavy blonde locks, pushing the loose strands behind her ears. Bits of her bangs slid across the small scar on her right brow, hiding it for only a moment. It was easy to ignore the slight bickering coming from the others and instead, the exotic female picked up her uniforms and regiment patches with little enthusiasm. Tapping a few fingers against her toned upper bronze arm, Faith waited with forced patience for the rest of her classmates to get what they needed.

“Wow… this is so thrilling. I can’t believe these idiots are actually excited about it.”

Shifting her gaze until it fell upon a Dice lieutenant, Faith rolled her eyes. The rumors about him had reached her, but they were probably just that… rumors. Trying to keep her mind from wandering back to the night she was taken from her family and friends, Blade instead tried to study the mannerisms and skills of the others. The uniform wasn’t exactly her type of thing and more than likely, it would remain in her closet to collect dust. At the moment she was wearing a tight fitting, curve flattering strapless black dress that rested just barely below her thighs. The dress showed off the kanji tattoo on her right upper arm, the initials around it just as visible. It unfortunately also showed off the small scar spanning across the middle of her right arm and the three tiered diamond pendant, which was hanging from a silver chain. During the week though, she would probably be wearing a tank and shorts or jeans. Screw the uniform, it was for pussies and whipped little boys and girls. Tapping the toe of her black thigh high boots, the seventeen year old was glad the five inch chunky heels gave her a bit of height to see all over although she already stood at 5’11. Fiddling a bit with the butterfly on her silver thumb ring before messing with her silver watch, the exotic female realized she was bored. Pulling silver sunglasses down over her eyes, the teen wished the reflective metallic blue shades were black to match her outfit. Perhaps that could be changed eventually.

“Can we get on with our lives already? This is such a waste of my time!”

The sound of a gunshot caught her attention and part of her wanted to go investigate. However, that would probably get her into more trouble, so instead she decided to listen up to the gossip in order to find out who brought in a weapon on their body. If she hadn't been frisked before getting onto the shuttle, Faith probably would have done the same. Shaking her head before gazing at her Lieutenant, Blade wondered if he was going to tell them to wait here while running off to assist the security with the troublemakers. If he disappeared, she was going to go investigate as well, which could definitely be fun.

Having already wandered back to his room, he didn't hear much about the "gun" incident, but of what rumors were talked about outside his room. He could really care less, he just knew if anything someone was gonna get "demoted" and it wasn't going to be him this time. Which for one was good for him he had no more ranks to lose.

"Where do they find these people...I thought this was a military school not a home for lunatics." He sighed to himself, then smirked thinking perhaps they'll take all the spotlight for trouble away from him.

*OOC* *huggles Mia and Lori*

Domonique heard random bits and peices from the chatter in the hallway about some "gun incident." And although there was much excietnment that was causes by it, she couldn't stir up any emotion other than impassivness. In fact, the only thought that ran through her mind was "looks like I'll get a lot of practice.."

It wasn't that she was particularaly uncaring. It was just that she had no wish to be at a "gundam academy." She couldn't even why she was here in the first place. All she could remeber was waking up in a hospital bed and then suddently the she was here. It was like magic only not entertaining. Well...okay that was a lie. What had happened to her was that because no one knew who she was, they just knew her name, she was put under the guardianship of the doctor who had taken care of her...

He was a nice man....even if he was a little looney for sending her here.

"Arrêter la plainte, vous avez de la chance quelqu'un vous a pris dans," (Stop comaplinging, you're lucky someone took you in) she scoled her herslef. Slowly she began to unpack her things and set them on the bed in her room.

She could already feel that this was going to be a long school year