Snippet #2717467

Rick Brackwall

At last, they were all brought together.

Rick's eyes scanned over the roster, keeping count of everyone to make sure they weren't still short some recruits. For the most part it seemed they were all present. He made a few physical notes for reference just in case there was something missing in his initial analysis.

It was nice to see Zadkiel was so excited to have Illusion along. It was even rather quaint how he put on the same routine for the newcomers this year as well.


“So, this the place? Where we staying? And when do we start?”

Ash asked him a fairly good question. He stepped forward and turned to make sure he was addressing the group at large, hands folded behind his back as he stood tall.

"Excellent question. This is the WDL boot camp. After introductions we'll be shown around the recently built structures set for this year's recruits. Once we're acquainted you all will be examined and set forward to some basic exercises, a little something to set the tone for the remainder of the time we'll be spending here."


He spoke with a pleasantly hopeful optimism. It was too early to tell but he could only hope the twist challenges they were to throw their way would not be too harrowing. The last thing he needed was for the six other agents of the apocalypse to be scared away or battered before they can fully appreciate the cause.

"Shall we?" He turned and gestured to Zadkiel, motioning for him to take the lead and set them all along their way as needed.