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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=6F6C8B][b]Location:[/b][/color] Training Grounds | 122nd Trainee Corps | Inside Wall Maria[/right][/sub][/color]
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Agnes had been one of the first of the girls to reach the dorms. 

A lot of her peers, in their infinite wisdom, had decided to disperse in small talk and argue amongst other cadets. The blonde boy had attracted three women to bother him, a fact she noticed on her way to the cabin designated for the female cadets. When she arrived there were a few cadets already there, those from the back of the line whom had not gotten a lecture from Maurer or gotten distracted by the events that had transpired. Maurer had told them to retreat to their cabins before their next meal as the cadets who were less fortunate wore out their legs. She did idly wonder what the gossip in the cabins were going to be about the blonde boy and others who had tried to start a ruckus arguing with their instructor. But she supposed such things would come in time.

Without conversing with anyone in particular she moved to her bunk and retrieved her glasses from their case in her pockets. The round spectacles felt comfortable on her face, though she did wonder how much of being without them she would have to get used to. She couldn’t imagine soaring through the skies while wearing glasses on her face. Fortunately, she only required glasses for reading [i]rather[/i] than [i]seeing[/i]. 

[color=6F6C8B]“And now we wait.”[/color] She commented under her breath, not really choosing to converse with any other of the female recruits.

Some other girls looked in her general direction as she sorted through her bag attached to her bunk, likely wondering why she had decided to bring out a notebook. As she started sketching out something she seemed more reserved than the others around her. 





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