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Nathaniel flinched awake as he heard shuffling coming from the bunk above his. He rested his head back down on his pillow, letting loose the white knuckle tension in the fists balled at his sides. It seemed Julian was awake, but Nathaniel had no intention of interacting with his roommate this early. So Nathaniel simply stared at the ceiling of his bunk, waiting for the door to his room to open and shut. The second Julian left the room, Nathaniel opened his bunk and rolled out of bed. He gazed out of his window, the world still dark. No matter. He preferred to do his morning stretch as the sun rose... but given the sounds he was hearing of the others waking up, it seems that such a luxury was not to be afforded.

Nathaniel took a deep breath as he stretched his hands up over his head, before exhaling as he folded over to touch his toes. He took a deep breath, stepped back into a plank, and then lowered his body to the ground. He lifted his torso up, exhaled, and continued walking through his sun salutation as he released the stress and anger running through his body. The last thing he needed was to cramp up on the first day, or to lose his cool again. Nathaniel didn't lack total self-awareness. He saw the way Kai and Rossweine looked at him the afternoon before, and it was clear his fellow cadets were on the side of the cowardly fraud. The quest for honor would have to be placed on hold for the moment: after all, today was going to be a busy day as it was.

Nathaniel Lothwren hadn't been able to keep a clever enough eye on all the sparring matches on the first day. He had vague memories and impressions of his fellow squad-mates, but Julian had demonstrated that a single duel between two random opponents did little to demonstrate skill or ability. Today was going to be crucial for Nathaniel, for it was the first day of proper training. This meant that he could start building profiles of his squadron, and understand who would need more help and guidance. A lot of eyes were going to be on them, and the last thing Squadron 13 needed was for some of their cadets to fall behind. So, after his morning stretch, Nathaniel quickly threw on his uniform and opened up the door to his room as he finished buttoning up his uniform. He had caught the Captain's summons, but lingered in the common room to quickly knock on the doors of Zenshin and Kaiser. [color=ed1c24]"The squadron is heading to the mess hall. Meet us there when you are ready."[/color]