Snippet #2282210

Azyr stood in formation with perfect stillness. His hands were down at his sides, uniform straight, and posture was flawless. There was one talent he possessed that trained him for this moment. Years and years of dedication to the art of "Sleeping with your eyes open." All the long dull speeches, superiors gripes, fellow cadets squirming, squad leaders and lieutenants' inspections, and other ramblings were nothing but whisper in the wind to his perfect sleep technique. Azyr had sweet dreams of beautiful women with large breasts and oddly weird visions of orange butterflies. The battalion commanders speech, headmasters arrival, and everything in between he completely slept through it and missed it entirely. It wasn't until a booming "Battalion, Atten=tion!" was heard that forced him to wake from his sleep nearly falling out of formation. He let out a very loud YAAAAAWWN and asked a neighboring cadet what happened. The cadet informed him that the emperor died earlier this morning. Azyr then replied, "since when did we get an emperor?" The cadet looked at Azyr with a puzzled scowl on his face. Then the cadet shouted at Azyr, "the emperor has ruled our lands for decades." Azyr gave the cadet an uncaring glare and remarked, "Who cares if he's dead, that's what old people do they die." The cadet became infuriated with Azyr was about to tell him off until the Headmaster stated the Imperial Marshal Octavian that was next in line died on the battlefield. Azyr then commented to the enraged cadet. "The death of high marshal Octavian now there is a real tragedy. There is nothing more sad than a beautiful woman passing away." The cadet began clinching his fist with anger attempting to restrain himself from attacking Azyr. The headmaster then spoke regards for the emperor and then spoke of the Noble's Council deliberation and power of the empire being placed in the hands of Parliament. "Ha-ha they didn't have a second choice for emperor. Now that power is in the hands of Parliament we'll see if they'll give it back in seventy two days. Also a Rite of Challenge to chose the next ruler. Ha that's the dumbest decision they ever made. What if a rival nation managed to sneak a cadet into the school. They could become the next emperor. Ah well whatever" Azyr remarked then let out another long YAAWWN. He nudged the angry cadet and told him to wake Azyr when they are done with these boring speeches. The angry cadet peered at Azyr with his fist clenched. Before the cadet could tell Azyr off he was already swifted away back to his wonderful dreamland.