[h1]Anthony Brighton[/h1]
[h3]Centurion of Camp Jupiter[/h3]

Anthony let his gaze flow from each member of the legion to the next. It was rather interesting to see so many people in lines with fancy armor working for him, at least at the moment. He saw one of the newer members seemed to be a little too far forward. [color=7bcdc8]"Glad you're eager, but you should step back a bit. If there's ever a battle, and you're up like that, you'll be more open to attacks. Our formations aren't just appealing, they're good for keeping people from making mistakes, at least at the start of a battle."[/color] He gave a quick thumbs-up as the soldier stepped back, bringing the ranks into what he thought was a good place for everyone. 

As Anthony stepped back to the front, he began to speak loudly for everyone [color=7bcdc8]"The praetor should be here soon. Until then-"[/color] He glanced to the side, seeing Isabella heading his way. [color=7bcdc8]"Well, speak of the devil,"[/color] he said with a slight grin. [color=7bcdc8]"Attention!"[/color] He shouted as she began getting closer. [color=7bcdc8][i]It's sad they couldn't be at ease for a moment, but oh well.[/i][/color]

Anthony glanced to Isabella, his grin still covering his face. He returned, in a similarly playful manner, [color=7bcdc8]"Thank you, Praetor. It's been hard to learn, though, with your example."[/color] He glanced towards Isabella's direwolf friend as Isabella was mentioning about checking the recruits. [color=7bcdc8]"Oh, you absolutely must not check their formation. They're all in terrible position, especially after I checked through myself."[/color] His tone changed from the joking tone to a serious one, [color=7bcdc8]"I went through and made sure they were mostly correct, I'm sure you'll find it a good example to the new recruits."[/color]