Augustus Caesario III
“Fight hard General Sir.” A fist crossed over his chest to place itself over his heart as he widened his stance to legs shoulder-width apart. The General nodded at this gesture of salute, and Augustus turned around sharply to exit the office. Everything from his rigid stance to his salute had been executed perfectly; however it lacked, right down to his voice, the power behind it that made people of the military truly intimidating individuals. Augustus had for a long time been allowed to let this slip at the Navigator Academy, the only reason being that he was the fact that he so happened to be the best Navigator in the school. What he lacked physically he made up for in brain power and talent behind the wheel of a Starfighter. However this would prove to be something not acceptable once he got to the base he was to be stationed at, but he didn’t know that quite yet.
What he did know, is that he was proud to have done so well, and while making his way to the deploy hanger to head off to his station, this pride showed in the slight skip in his step and broad smile on his face. He was grateful to have done so well, when he had told his parents that he was enlisting they told him over and over that he was going to die, but with this new partner who was ‘the best’ and him having graduated also as the best, he stood a good chance of helping his planet. All that he cared for was on the brink of an occupation, a all be damned if Augustus the third was simply going to sit back while it happened.
“Caesario! So we heard out little Star Girl got top pick of the Pooches…” A mocking voice came to Augustus’ ears, the voice of one of many men and women in the Academy who called him a Star Girl, basically a military whore, and did various other things such as groping his buttocks whenever he passed them in the hallway. They picked on him ever since he began coming to school, singling him out as a gorgeous rich boy that didn’t know what he was getting into. Their ridicule was widely ignored by Augustus, and the sexual advances they made were also ignored, but more so because Augustus had no idea what a sexual advance was. Luckily they were strapped to their seats this time, so he didn’t have to respond in the least bit to his former classmates.
“You’ll be grateful for my skill on the battlefield Connell, don’t worry, I’m not mean. I’ll be sure to come to your rescue.” But Augustus could not help but make a retort anyway. Those annoying jerks weren’t going to get to him today, not today.
-Arrival at the Station-
They arrived at the station some time later, Augustus had allowed himself to doze off, which was a mistake because while traveling they were allowed out of their seats. Augustus had the misfortune of waking up to one of his mockers slowly unzipping his white battle suit, his shocked and angry face made him and those watching roar in laughter. But besides that it was ok. He just wanted to get to the station so he could get to his post, hopefully he wouldn’t even have to see most of these people after today. His wish came true, but in a different way then he was expecting.
They arrived at the Station yes, but while everyone was getting off, he was instructed by the Master on base to stay on the Hyper-Plane. His base was further into a danger zone apparently; well it made sense if he was being paired up with a Fighter who had made a reputation for himself. While the other Navigators and classmates had new ones, Augustus was assigned to one whose Navigator had died already, or that was what he assumed, since he was in commission and in need of a fresh Navigator.
He arrived again some time later, to be woken up this time by his new commanding officer. “Wakey wakey Sleeping Beauty, your carriage into hell awaits!” Came a cheery voice, despite the words. “Oh! Sir!” Augustus half-hazardly stood up at attention, blushing at being like this in front of his new commanding officer, with his luck also the leader of his particular squad. Although he was dressed in a pitch black battle suit, the marks of a Fighter, he had a red cross pinned to his shoulder, signifying he was also a healer. So he wasn’t the Squad Leader, thank goodness. The Blonde leader gave a completely candid pat on Augustus’ shoulder and shook him loose.
“Calm down, you ain’t in the Academy anymore Doll Face, so chill out.” He wrapped the still blushing Navigator in a hearty half hug, dragging him off the ship and out into the base. “Your bags are hear already, and basically you’re set to go, but since I lost a game of holo-cards to your new uh…partner, he basically held the I O U over my head to come get you.” The Medic explained, still half carrying Augustus around.
“Um, so where is he now-!”
“Hey Chad! Look, I gots me a new bitch! Pretty ain’t she!” The medic seemed to be playing some sort of game, which Augustus took offence to, he did not get out of the Academy to be hassled by a new set of people all over again. His blushing face scowled sourly.
“I am a man thank you very much…Sir.” He said grumpily.
“Hm? Oh I thought you were just flat…but yah I don’t care, I figured I’d have fun with newbie while I can still talk to you. Now how ‘bout you give me a kiss hm? Haven’t gotten a taste ah sugar in a long while.” He brought Augustus’ face up forcefully, still looking cheery.
Augustus quickly decided that this man was psychotic, and threw a punch at his face, which didn’t seem to faze him much.
“You punch like a Navigator sweetie.” He let go of Augustus suddenly, smiling, he laughed as he walked away. “Enjoy your stay!” He left Augustus confused and in the middle of the compound, he looked around uneasily, everyone seemed to go back to what they were doing. “Um…” God this wasn’t going as planned.
