[centre][h1][u][b][color=6ecff6]Yuri Tynko[/color][/b][/u][/h1][/centre]

	Yuri had already been listening to the first bunch of Cadets that had made contact with Arek Illania. It was quite infuriating. Who did this 'kid' think he was, eh? He was getting into the face of the Chief Instructor, for crying out loud. If he isn't made to do laps, he wouldn't be surprised nor show pity. For instance, Yuri having his Father's face blown off...he didn't wear a mask with a Cannon nor an explosion. And bragging about Titan encounters isn't the way to go with someone actually who had fought more than the boy could handle. That was Yuri's thing...he found a lot to get to people with. If something wasn't done properly then it was wrong...How is someone supposed to backchat a superior like so. Not through fear, but with sheer-respect and etiquette, Yuri would never find himself doing that. Grant however might...He had a tendency to defend his pride amongst others, which usually ended in him losing more than he did to start with. Something was up with Arek, in the long term. He was doing this to get the gist of who is who...who will do what and what kind of person they are dealing with. It was like a prediction grade...judging how long the person would survive in the Military. Yuri had a few things to do when it came to the Trainee-on-Trainee introductions. Though he weren't to be the violent and brutal type that would relate to Grant's behavior...Speaking of Grant, he began to move slightly on Parade...

	It came out of no-where. A smack. Grant felt a thud hit him with brutal force from behind. He fell to his knees and clutched his shoulder. It was clear where the blunt hit had made contact on him. Yuri kept his head facing straight-wards; his eyes did all the movement and reconnaissance he needed. Someone stood over him...

[color=8882be]"Trainee! Tell me your name!"[/color] He yelled, loud enough for everyone to hear. Grant grunted slightly before attempting to get to his feet. His ascent was quickly halted by a boot placing itself onto his back. [color=8882be]"Tell me your name, Trainee, and then you can get to your feet!"[/color]

[color=00a651]"G-grant Trinity, Sir!"[/color] He replied, still struggling under the weight of his feet. He may be tall, but Arek was surely capable of taking on every single Trainee until his fists were more bloody than the gut of a Titan.

[color=8882be]"I'M SORRY! NO ONE HEARD THAT! A LITTLE LOUDER?"[/color]

[color=00a651]"GRANT TRINITY, SIR!"[/color] The boot was relieved of his back.

[color=8882be]"Keep still and maybe I won't shoot you with a flare..."[/color] He grinned to Grant. Yuri felt a slight embarrassment. He knew Grant very well, and to see him be the tallest and the strongest, fall quickly at the hands of moving. This made slight sense. He was using simple mistakes as a message. All these people telling bigger mistakes were given a feeling of fear. If they didn't feel fear...they were likely to die at the hands of the man himself.

	Yuri let out a deep sigh as he managed to re-organise his uniform and get back into his correct stance. The two made a very brief eye-contact session. It was clear that Yuri was ready to go full-out serious on his arse when the Trainee Introductions were finished...Good thing he'd get to embarrass him infront of the Surrounding Trainees he'd have to meet and talk to....wait...Meet and talk to? [color=6ecff6][i]"Ahhh CRAP! I HATE TALKING TO NEW PEOPLE!"[/i][/color]