Once the squads had been formed everyone was dismissed. Cynthia followed after her new squadron into a room to listen to the leader of the squad, Atticus. She listened to his speech and took everything to heart, no more freelancing, no more lone-wolf antics, everyone here was part of a team now. "Loud and clear, Captain." Cynthia assured the captain that she understood completely, though it was hard to tell that the others knew, what with a few of them preferring to let actions speak louder. There was one thing that Cynthia wanted to get across. "Pardon any interruptions, but I kinda prefer a better term than "Brute" more my role in this squad. I may fit the role perfectly, but I'm kinda uncomfortable being referred to as a Brute... Only brute I know of is a savage alien gorilla thing." It was unknown whether anyone would comply with her request, but Cynthia honestly found it weird that her role in the team had the same name as that of one of the Covenant species.
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Training Day Zero
BRRRzzzzzTTT "Good morning Spartan, Are you ready for your big day? Your assignment this morning is to do your daily exercises and report to the mess hall no later than 8 hundred hours. Good luck today."
Cynthia rose from her bed with a loud yawn. "Morning, Ava..." Training room, hand-to-hand, lockdown paint, the usual. Cynthia was not looking forward to the lockdown paint. After her morning routine, Cynthia started making her way to the mess hall. She didn't bother looking at the leaderboard, in her opinion it really didn't mean much, compared to others who saw the leaderboard as some sorta hierarchy. When she made it to the mess hall, it was like everyone in the facility was here.
She sat down by her serial number and asked one of the others what was going on. Apparently, everyone was getting split into a squadron, in the back of her head she was really hoping for a team who didn't see her as a muscle bound idiot. When she heard her serial number be called, she stepped up to take her position. "Brute... Figured as much..."
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Quick update, ill be moving us along either monday night or tuesday night
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Some of us have school and medical problems to deal with, chill out
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