[center][h2][color=9e0b0f]Emil Burton[/color][/h2][/center]
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His feet had been numb for what felt like hours, the hot sun was beating down on him, his lungs were screaming in protest of his actions, and yet somehow he kept on running. Emil had made it to the forest on the higher end of thirty minutes and turned around with new vigor before realizing that he was another thirty minutes from the training camp. He ran and ran, until he passed another boy , much taller than himself, also running toward the forest. [color=9e0b0f]"Nice day for a jog?"[/color] Emil had called out, any semblance of comedy had long since been drained from his by the sun and the comment came off sounding like someone on deaths doorstep had said it and yet Emil didn't even care. He was pretty sure that the boy hadn't heard his comment anyway.

An hour and ten minutes give or take a few minutes, and Emil had finally made it back to the camp. Delirious in the heat and parched he stumbled back into his position in formation. Sloppily coming to a halt where he thought he had been and turning to the stage. He brought himself to attention and summoned the last bit of his strength to salute. He stood for a moment, waiting for the Head Instructor to tear him a new one over his delinquent time. He stood longer, his eyelids dropping over his eyes time and time again as he staved off exhaustion to not be the one to fall out of the formation. 

[color=9e0b0f][i]'I-- It's so--"[/i][/color] his train of thought was interrupted as he nearly fell over, all of his concentration focused on stopping the sway that nearly sent him to the dirt, [i][color=9e0b0f]'It's so quiet...'[/color][/i] he thought as he steadied himself. He looked around the formation, [i][color=9e0b0f]'Fuck me.'[/color][/i] he thought as he realized that he was the only one standing in the yard. He looked toward the area that held the cabins, noticing a few cadets walking around and making idle chit chat.

Dropping his salute he willed his feet to carry him just a little further. He dragged his feet along, moving toward the closest cabin as he did. Ahead of him were a small group of cadets talking among one another, he gave the group a half-assed wave as he passed no doubt looking like a living corpse as he did, [color=9e0b0f]"Great day for a run."[/color] he said jokingly as he went bu them, mocking himself as he waved.