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❝You still don't know your sin?
That in itself, is the sin.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#8e009e ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #9e0010】
|| Jar of Hearts || Christina Perri ||
That in itself, is the sin.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#8e009e ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #9e0010】
|| Jar of Hearts || Christina Perri ||
The large almost glassy spire-like building was just as intimidating as before. Prisca was sporting her ice princess dress again, pale blue, holding Miiko's hand as they exited Sam's car, which was well known here since he was one of the Elite Four. "It's them, it's Sam Harris's sisters!" A voice called, and immediately all eyes were on them. "Looks like we're popular, aren't we?" Irina smiled grimly, eyes glittering with anticipation for the day to begin. They had all their belongings in a small bag, because that was all they were allowed to bring with them. "On the weekends you can come back home." Sam said with a slightly worried frown. "Just make sure to sign out at the front desk. Don't worry too much, Emma, I know you'll do great." He ruffled Emma's hair and then shook Irina's hand. "Don't kick too much ass and get in over your head, I know how much you want to do that." Irina laughed derisively, flipping her hair with a dramatic swish. "As if this will be anything I can't handle."
"Group B?" The lady at the front desk didn't even look at them. "Just go down the hall, your sleeping quarters are down the elevator, then the second to the left." Irina nodded and flashed a confident smile, not letting go of Emma's hand. "Thanks." Inside the locked bag were pictures of the Saint Raven's Orphanage, a hand mirror, and a few other things. The actual Rose was left in Sam's house because these things would be examined - it wasn't a problem, if they needed it, Miiko could just summon the Rose with her powers and then the Spirit would be able to bring forth her rapier. But because Miiko and the Summoner were separated, she couldn't access her light weapon or her light bearing gift.
Everyone else was getting themselves settled in at their quarters, including two familiar faces, Jonah and Cyrus. "You're the only of your group to make it, Cyrus." Jonah was laughing, cracking a jolly grin. "I'm more qualified than they are, aren't I?" Cyrus grit his teeth, pushing him against the wall. Because they were from the same school, they were assigned to the same bunk bed, Jonah on bottom, Cyrus on top. Irina and Emma too were together, thankfully, that wasn't going to be a problem at least. "You only got a fluke, I won't accept that a scrawny runt like you is worthy of being a member of the great Republic Military!" The two were already at each other's necks, and Irina shrugged.
At her own bed without a bunkmate was Lise, who seemed a little bit crestfallen. It was surprising to say the least - she wasn't a newbie or anything, she was very experienced at war. "Yo." She walked over, hands in her pockets, already changed into her dress uniform. Irina had gotten herself changed as well, leaving the princess dress crumpled up on her bed. "What are you doing here?" Irina asked, acting as a shield for Emma to change unseen. "Because I was in Jaspar and Aurum, the higher ups want me to retake the training." She said sadly, looking down. "They say I don't have enough attendance to graduate." Her eyes lit up with forced cheer and she pumped a fist. "But this group will rock, because there's me, and then you two! Since you're Sam's sisters, you've gotta be tougher than all these brats, right?" Irina sure hoped so - since the three of them had actually fought in wars while everyone else was a virgin.
"We won't let our brother down." Irina said confidently, already uncomfortable with how much attention was on them. "Come, I know the way to the meeting hall, I'll take you both there, we'll look good if we're there early." The little blonde soldier said, having been stuck in this program for the last six years now.