[b]ARMOURY to P.E.[/b]


The back and forth between him and Rayna almost made him laugh. Victor knew he was on thin ice, but he wasn't especially fearful since Rayna was far too much fun for that and well he couldn't really imagine her with an angry face. Questioning Victor probed "Anymore? So you had a rank then? Well regardless, you are my Captain right? Your wish is my command and all that Oh Captain my Captain." 
Humming away to himself Victor reassembled his prosthetic, happy that he could repair it with proper tools. Unlike removing it, connecting his arm gave Victor a rather different experience. The dread of loss is replaced with the tolerance of pain, as once it is connected the arm starts it's work of activating it's artificial nerves, giving Victor the sensation of being next to an open fire for the first five minutes. It was annoying and made him want to run it under cold water, even though he knew it was rather pointless. Once it cooled off Victor stretched and tested it's mobility. Pleased he started tapping each of his fingers and was happy with the feedback he got from the small hits. Just in time too since the bell rang out soon after his last tests.
"Well Captain, I have P.E. now. So I'm heading that way. I better hurry up, it would be rather impolite to be late. I'll see you when I see you next." with a smile and a wave Victor wandered off to get changed. It actually took longer than Victor intended to get changed, his own shirts generally had larger sleeves to accommodate his arm, but Beacon issued uniforms were average, making him be extra careful and take those extra few seconds.

Coming out of the change room Victor tried to keep his run stable. Since a metal arm [i]is[/i] heavier than a normal arm and although he can keep pace with most people, Victor's stride was rather... unbalanced when compared to others. Listening to Mr. Kore Victor was a bit concerned about the talk about asthmatic attacks and heart attacks. [i]It's fairly obvious what I have, but beyond that... I don't think I have any issues. Wait... two miles? Well that's... doable I suppose, although Captain Rayna already led me on a marathon turned scavenger hunt.[/i] As everyone started off, Victor stalled a bit, but soon had his engine running. The weight of Victor's arm made him have an inefficient run, causing him to have a slight zig-zag pattern to it. A single sentence flashed through his mind [i]You're like a drunk dog trying to find his tail Vicky![/i] smiling he decided to stay close to the back of the pack, in an effort to avoid any unfortunate collisions.