[center][color=92278f][h3]Victor Asimov[/h3][/color][/center]

Honestly Victor was caught off guard again but this time from the girls' response. The butterflies in his stomach began to act up again as she came closer. Mostly due to his blunder but still the blonde just smiled. Giving the girl a nod as his new friend introduced him to Milena. Victor could only wonder if these two would wind up on the same fire team as him.

This girl who so casually walked up to the two of them with confidence reminded him of his older sister. For a moment Victor caught himself thinking back to when she would come home with medical books and talking of dreams of becoming a doctor. It was her way of giving back, it was how she knew she could help. The girl had plenty of practice between the bouts of fighting that he would go through. Whether it was against his father or other kids in the city.

He seemed distant for only a moment when the girl asked him if she could check the small bump on his head. Without hesitation Victor knelt for the smaller girl. And again smiled when she said she was a medic. [color=92278f]“You remind me of my older sister Sasha. She works in Kirov at one of the hospitals there.”[/color] He wasn't entirely sure why he decided to share that bit of information but decided to roll with it anyway.

Then Yosef spoke up about her being a medic and needing bandages then something about fixing guns and radios. [color=92278f]“So an Engineer and a medic?”[/color] Asimov spoke up as he stood letting the medic finish what she needed to do. [color=92278f]“Well I'm not all that great at patching people up or fixing weapons. But, if you need some covering fire to get from one point to another or need something heavy moved just ask. As long as you keep me alive and my gun keeps firing ill keep you safe. That would be a support's job right?”[/color]

The blonde kept his smile as an officer ordered them to board the train again, [color=92278f]“Well I wish you both good fortune in what is to come and I do hope we are put in the same team. You both seem friendly anyways.”[/color] With that and a nod Asimov followed the others back onto the train taking care to duck before entering the door this time. Returning to his cabin he paused for a moment longer and looked back out the window at the alien world that would be his home for what could be the coming years. He missed the snow already.

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The train ride was still quite smooth. Victor spent the next few hours meditating to try to calm his nerves. His family sword laid unsheathed across his legs while he focused on his breathing. The sharp sword was a reminder of home and so far none of his superiors had an issue with him using it as he was always able to show he had great skill with the blade. That and he had orders from some far off general that said he could have it. Orders he kept with him, but he knew his father had arranged it somehow. The man did have his connections.

The stars shown brightly in the night sky, the small specks of light didn't fade because of light pollution or smoke. Victor found himself staring out at the stars for some time. Memorizing their place in reference to directions like he would do in the forests back home. A simple way to tell direction when one didn't have a compass.

Slowly the scenery changed yet again as the train began to slow. The lush green jungle gave way to a broken concrete one. Asimov knew with the sudden change in scenery and speed that they were almost there and with that he set to gathering his things and placing his sword back in his bag. The only other personal item he had were a picture of him and his brother and sister when they were kids but other than the sword and his clothes he didn't carry much else with him.

The boy was ready when they were given the command to depart the train, the war torn concrete didn't give him much comfort. He could only wonder as to just how close they were to the front lines. His thoughts were cut short when he was directed to a large tent with many others. After finding a bed in the middle of the tent he found himself going to sleep quickly, hoping he would get enough rest for the coming training.