Xandrya

Operation Vanguard, Act I- The only easy day was yesterday (high-casual)

"Wait!" That was all Isabela managed to say as Melnikov pushed her out of the van. She landed on her side, parts and bits of the road digging into her skin but luckily none of it coming in contact with her wound. "I need my weapon!" She got up as quickly as she could, her heart racing as she was caught in an onslaught of bullets, although the same could be said for just about everyone else in her squad. If only they could have continued their mission, then they wouldn't be stuck in this position.

Not the time, she thought to herself, looking at the bullet-ridden vehicle and deciding that reaching for her rifle would be suicide. Instead, she rushed after Melnikov, but with every step she took, he seemed to be that much farther away from her. "I'm coming in behind you, don't be spooked," Isabela said in between breaths, taking cover against a wall before deciding to sprint to the entrance of the building. "I'll help to take them out and join you upstairs." With that, Isabela scanned the area and as quickly as she could, she rushed across the street to finally enter the building. Within an instant, she felt quite a bit of relief, but there wasn't time to celebrate. Isabela unholstered her pistol as she made her way upstairs. If anyone came out in an attempt to surprise her, she wasn't going to be caught off guard.

Redwood Reform Academy

Still here.

Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

For the most part, Delilah remained quiet as she slowly delivered her punches. Her body wasn't sore per se, but it was definitely stiff. Although people always warmed up pre-workout, Delilah usually skipped that step. She had once heard that warming up made some more susceptible to injury as their muscles were loosened up and thus easier to damage if an incident were to occur. And besides, she never noticed the difference whether she warmed up or not as she either had a good work-out or a bad one, never somewhere in between. Delilah maintained her breathing throughout her routine. That's the one thing that always stuck with her from one of her previous lessons: "Be conscious of your breathing", her instructor had said. And he was right. If all else failed, always resort to the basics.

Some time passed before beads of sweat started to form on her face and chest area, and Delilah breathed a sigh of relief when a voice called out for them to fall in. She could have stopped at any moment, but somehow she felt the need to prove herself, even though they hadn't even started training just yet. "Come on," she said, motioning for her partner to follow her. Delilah was eager to get through the first day and settle in. She'd been waiting some time to arrive to the academy and she was finally there.

*****

After the announcement at the end of the tour, Delilah and the rest of the members of her group headed inside their cabin. She picked up her bag and settled it on one of two beds in the first room she saw. Oddly enough, part of her missed home already, a side effect of her inability to adjust to change. But she reminded herself that everything would be alright; this opportunity was rare to come by and so she had to consider herself lucky to be there.

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

Timeskip sounds good.

Siren's Plague (Slightly 18+)

@SirSqueakalot91

Terribly sorry, this past week was crazy for me but I'm back on track now!

Siren's Plague (Slightly 18+)

"I can do many things," Raven replied after shapeshifting, taking on Jericho's appearance and voice to sound exactly like him. But she could only do that with individuals she'd come across, not complete strangers. Nonetheless, that little detail didn't matter much and she didn't feel the need to disclose it. It was after a deafening screech the Raven resumed her normal appearance. She couldn't lie to herself, she was quite startled.

"Well, isn't that a surprise..."

As the two of them stared, a pair of traveling companions walked up to them, one whom she could have sworn had been inside talking to Jericho right after she had paid for her drink.

"The pleasure is all mine, Akono," Raven smiled once Jericho went back inside the bar. "I'm Raven, yet another person tagging along...hope you don't mind."

Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

Delilah looked around the training center, noting the various equipment available for the students' use. She honestly couldn't help but admire the effort required to put together an academy in its entirety. It showed a tremendous level of dedication, and whom to better learn from if it isn't someone who's got a passion for their work.

Finding herself with a bit of time to kill, Delilah walked over to the girl who had talked to her earlier. She took off her shoes as well and walked behind the bag, holding it in place to make it easier on the girl as she threw her punches.

"Yes, I am excited to be here," she smiled, having been interrupted earlier by Alex's introduction. Delilah shifted her footing to put most of her weight forward in order to give her better support. "I'm Delilah, by the way. I'm guessing we'll be hanging out a lot given that we're the only two female students so far."

@1Hawkeyes

Siren's Plague (Slightly 18+)

With a dismissive wave, Raven turned down the stranger's offering. "Thank you, but I don't smoke. Although yes, a bit of fresh air is welcomed at this point as it was getting a little too crowded in there for me." Raved looked him over, his rugged dark features made him rather handsome. She'd seen him in there with another man, and more than likely they were both planning ahead for the mission. For a moment, she wondered whether she should join the duo. This guy seemed like he had a good head on his shoulders, and the other man, well he definitely had the muscles. Both of them appeared to make a great combination that could potentially play in her favor if she were to join them. After all, if she wasn't going to be safe with them, then this mission might as well be over before it eve started.

"Pardon my straightforwardness, but do you have room for one more? If I'm going to do this I'd rather be in the company of people who know what they're doing."

She paused, gauging his reaction.

"Oh, how rude of me! I'm Raven, by the way," she continued, extending a hand out to introduce herself as she flashed him a warm smile.

Siren's Plague (Slightly 18+)

Raven sat quietly on one end of the bar. She was sipping on her drink in solitude, drowning the voices surrounding her to the best of her abilities. They weren't terribly bad per se, but they were distracting her from her own thoughts, and that was something that always bothered her. But nonetheless, she was in a public place, and she couldn't do anything to change the situation.

"Barkeep," she waved at him with a coin in hand before placing it down next to her empty cup. In response, he simply nodded, acknowledging the fact that she was leaving her payment for the drink. As soon as Raven stood up, she felt just a tinge of lightheadedness. The strong drink and the lack of food in her stomach had both worked against her, but she wasn't necessarily craving anything solid at the moment, and she wasn't about to force herself to eat some food. Everybody knew over indulging in food was a gluttonous mistake--for some it was even considered a sin--and Raven was not one who bonded well with the religious and/or spiritual type, especially when they chased after her for her "devious ways".

Once she reached the doorway, Raven stood just outside of the bar. She was watching the others conversing and planning what they would do on this mission. She too had her plan, however, she didn't find the need to share it with anyone else. Being in a team, regardless of the size, came with both it advantages and setbacks. In this particular case, however, the costs outweigh the benefits. She did not know a single soul there, and if working with strangers ever taught her anything, it's that they cannot be easily trusted.

Redwood Reform Academy

@Echoes

Well my class is second to last, so they only have gym after that.