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[hr][hr] After shoveling in her final bite of French Toast, Dominique set down her fork and gently pushed back her plate. Looking over to Chris, she smiled in his direction.

[color=a864a8]“The french toast was delicieux, Chris.”[/color]

Dominique looked to Randy as he spoke and stood from her seat, walking back over in his direction. She listened to his apology intently, if with some weariness, nodding in acknowledgement through the whole thing. When he finished and made his proposition, Dominique reached out with her hand in acceptance, waiting to shake his own hand. She looked to him with her ocean blue eyes and smiled gently.

[color=a864a8]“Alright, I guess we could start over. Ma nom est Dominique---pardon, my name is Dominique. It’s hard to get used to speaking English all of the time. I've never heard of this special education though, we'll probably find out tomorrow.”[/color]

She looked down, now realising her overreaction to the situation only moments ago, before looking back up to face Randy once again.

[color=a864a8]“I’m sorry for my reaction, it was a little much. Now, I’m gonna go get my things put away and I’ll be back in a bit, yeah?”[/color]

Dominique nodded to Randy and paced off down the hallway towards her dorm, her eyes glancing across each name on the door until her own came into view. With a twist of the handle, the ginger entered her room and closed the door gently behind her. She let out a sigh and looked around the room, taking in every detail of her new home. It was more spacious than she expected, if she was being completely honest. Part of her expected something of either a prison or a military base, but certainly not an above average dorm room. A smile spread across her face as she walked over to the desk, reading the note quickly before setting it aside and grabbing the large, black weapon case that had been delivered before her arrival. 

Inside, her full armoury lay flat. First to come out of the case was her body armour. Consisting of a [url=https://www.evike.com/images/large/vest-56100-bk-2.jpg]lightweight plate carrier[/url] with thin plates for both front and back, [url=https://media.midwayusa.com/productimages/880x660/Primary/503/503718.jpg]black rubber knuckled tactical gloves[/url] and the titanium plates for her arm guards.

After that, her weaponry was next. Her [url=http://www.beretta.com/assets/0/15/DimGalleryLarge/m9_zoom004.jpg]Beretta M9A1[/url] lay on top, sitting inside of it’s hard plastic holster. Dominique carefully picked up the ensemble and laid it on the desk before moving to her melee weapons. Four pairs of blades lay in the bottom of the hardcase, Dominique’s favourite weapons. The first two, her [url=https://www.bladehq.com/imgs/shop-by-brand/all-tops/tops-us-combat-knife-ua-01-tpus01-large.jpg]primary fighting blades[/url]. The next two, [url=https://www.bladehq.com/imgs/knives/fixed-blade-knives/smith-wesson-fixed/Smith-Wesson-Bullseye-8in-Throwing-Black-3-SWTK8BCP-BHQ-67529-jr-large.jpg]her throwing knives[/url]. The third pair was an identical set to the last, and the fourth set, a beautiful set of [url=https://www.topswords.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/DM-2311___.jpg] Damascus steel tanto knives[/url].

With everything now laid in the locked metal drawer underneath her bed, Dominique shut the lid and slid it back underneath the bed. Looking out of the single window and across the water, she watched the ever lowering sun with slight impatience. It was too long until she could start learning and training.