POV teacher’s lounge for dinner
“What the hell is he?” Said the weapon combat instructor.
“I don’t know.” Said ashveela said with no emotion
“You don’t get it. There are 7 different type of simulations. They are randomly assorted.”
“I get that.”
“But that’s not all the one he did is the sith warship simulation. Out of the seven that one is the hardest. Most weapons majors give up in the beginning as it is too difficult. I can count the people who completed that simulation on one hand.”
“I see.”
“And here’s the kicker he did it on his first try. Beating it isn’t impossible but beating after only doing it once that’s just ridiculous.”
“Maybe he did it on Coruscant.”
“You must not go outside your area of expertise. Coruscant doesn’t have the simulator. They think a soldier’s worth can’t be determined by a computer.”
“Well apparently they are doing something right.”
“Apparently so…… You know the real kicker. Technically he should have graduated once he completed the simulator. In fact he is technically a major because he beat the hardest simulation. But he’s not a weapon’s major. So it’s not in my authority to graduate him. And I assume you won’t.”
“There is no shortcut to passing my class. That’s what I did in Coruscant and that’s what I’ll do here.”
“That’s a shame. He would make a phenomenal addition to the republic naval corps.”
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POV kor
I was late to tactics and I don’t regret it. Tactics was boring as hell .That combined with the fact I was tired as hell means I slept through all of class. The teacher was furious. But it did give me the alertness I feel now that I’m about to spy on the science teacher. Maybe I should sleep in tactics class all of the time.
I make sure my roommates are all asleep and then I conceal myself and phase through the door. I go to the science teacher’s room and look through his stuff and datapad.
Hmmmmm… he’s a weird guy. Most of the papers were on mating habits of certain animals. On his data pad was a whole bunch of science stuff and pictures. Though I do think he takes a bit too many selfies nothing here incriminating.
I go to my room and sleep frustrated with the results.
I wake up thanks to the datapad. I equip my things and head to the unarmed combat. As soon as I entered I saw ashveela. I was not late.
“go run twenty laps.”
“WHHAAAAT. WHHHYYY?”
“you have more talent therefore you should be pushed harder.”
“ but why do you keep adding more laps?”
“Because you’re not tired enough. And since you like asking so many stupid questions it’s now 30 laps.”
I start running before she increases them more. I didn’t complete the laps until after the class was almost done sparring. So I was going to sit down and rest.
As soon as I sat down. Ashveela speaks.
“class it’s time for practicing form.”
“isn’t it a bit early master Syrena?”
“Nonsense. You can never have too much form practice. Lile come with me we will spar now.”
BULLSHIT.
“Um master I am a bit tired now. Can we do this in another hour?”
“Excuses. Get up and come over here.”
I really want to do quit this quest now. Uggghhhhhh. I get up and walk towards her. The other students till staring at us.
“What are all of you doing get back to practice.”
And they did so.I hate this class.
We sparred or more correctly put she beat me like I was a piece of meat. But surprisingly it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Then I heard it. The sweet release of the bell.
“Alright class good job today. Lile you stay behind.”
I’ll just update her on the progress and leave.
She takes our data pads and stores them that box again.
“any progress?”
“no. if the science teacher had something it wasn’t on his data pad or in his desk.”
“None of the teachers have a residence outside so it must be hidden within the school. So we have to be a bit more thorough than that. Search his quarters and then check the tactical combat teacher’s desk and data pad.”
“Alright I should go now to not be late I have weapon instruction.”
“I heard about that. Congratulations major.”
“What are you talking about?’
“The simulation you passed made you a major. That’s a pretty high rank for someone still in the academy.”
She smiled.
“It seems you have talents outside being a good fighter.”
I needed to ask.
“Why have you been making me work so hard?”
“Nothing irks me more than wasted talent.”
She smiled again and I left soon after.
I got to my next class late. And the teacher noticed.
“your late lile.”
“sorry sir master Syrena is a very hard taskmaster.”
“Yes I got those feeling. Anyway today we are going to have our first team battle. I put you on a team with you and 2 other first year students.i will be pitting you against all the rest of the first years. Show them how a weapons specialist’s gets it done. What do you say ehh?”
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“sir it seems I'm not feeling well. Could I go to the nurses office I feel I might have broken something during me and master syrena’s spar. It seems rather serious.”
“well I guess if you’re sick that’s fine. Shame though I was offered by Syrena for you to be moved to her class for all of the morning till lunch. she said if you try to escape I should leave you to her. ”
This guy could be sith related. I should add him to the list.
“sir I am feeling better already. Your voice must have magical properties sir.”
“doesn’t it? I think so too. Now get out there.”
He will pay for this dearly. Ever so dearly.
I get to the battle game stage. And I take out my blastsword.
I talk to my teammates.
“just stay here and I’ll take care of everything.”
I wait for the game to start 4..3..2..1..0
the terrain is a jungle. Destroy the enemy.
Holocron trees start popping up with steel beams. The terrain also became bumpy. Time to go.
I search for a small group to take them out and take their provisions. I find a single person. I double check to make sure this is legit.fool’s should stick together otherwise they could get picked off. I take him out using one shot to the nuts. Because this is a boring mission and I’m under cover I have to stay away from them because it’s the “smart” thing to do. If I started blocking blaster shots with my arms they would think something is up. What a lousy mission. I take his grenade’s and ammo.
The fire draws other people so I leave for cover. They came and I lob a grenade out and they become easy targets.
This process went on till I won. With 15 minutes of class to spare. I rest peacefully ignoring the stares until lunch.
I got to the lunch room when I noticed I’m being followed. It’s that guy Grupen and his goonies. I wanted to have a little fun. So I go to the gym so no one will question what we are doing. When I enter the gym he comes out to play like this was his idea. idiot. I talk first.
“is stalking something they teach here Grupen.”
His face turns angrier.
“I hate you for humiliating me. I hate you for hurting my brother. I hate you for the way you talk to royalty. We are not equals. You are not important. So I'm going to fix those things.”
“You are all equal in being weaker than me. “
Woah I think that sounded a bit to sithy.
“just curious who was your brother?
“he’s your roommate.”
“ Was he the fat one? No. I don’t see the similarity. Was he the bald one?”
His face turns more livid. I push him over the edge.
“I see so it is the bald one. You know the funny thing I don’t even know his name. hmm maybe I should ask for people’s names before I beat them up. Thank you Grupen this talk has made me a better person.”
He draws a knife. He’ll pay for that.
He lunges. Slap the back of his hand to disarm him.then I punch him in the throat. He grabs it while he falls.
I direct my stare to Grupen’s groupies.
“You follow me now.”
I stomp on him.
“Get it?”
They all nod heavily.
I leave the gym. And go fill my virtual stomach.
Melee combat was just as arduous as unarmed combat. she made me run 40 times around the gym. And spar with her the rest of the time..Ashveela really wants me dead. so next time I’m going to run super slow.
Tactical combat I fell asleep again. What I was tired?
And finally the night was here again. I went out to search the science teacher’s room and the tactical combat teacher’s class. Nothing and nada. These people are clean. Except for the tactics teacher. He’s defiantly not clean. He and those group of students do something unspeakable.
They poop on each others knees. There I said it. I’m not going to let them so much as be 6 feet near me. We don’t want another virual incident now do we.
I go on my way back to my room. When I see a weird scene.
It was the principal talking with a someone I don’t recognize. The principal starts
“Is the experiment going well?”
“Yes. Well have a model ready in 2 days. How about the candidate?”
“No problem there. It seems we have found the perfect candidate. He will be very suitable for our model.”
“Really? So soon?
“Yes. Just have the model ready sooner.”
What were they talking about?
“Alright. I’ll get it done tomorrow.”
They both leave. I start following the other man.…
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