Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151119014130/@comment-24487330-20151127024245

At the very least, now they all knew what Staff Sergeant McDowwel expected out of them: namely, nothing short of perfection. It promised to be a trying regimen, but with dedication and willpower, Holly knew that she could meet his expectations. Maybe then, she'd truly be seen as an asset, and her crusade could finally begin...At her superior's command, the dhampir followed the rest of her squad out the door to mess. She felt McDowwel's scrutinizing gaze upon her, but she steeled her nerves and kept her eyes forward as they departed...

...Upon reaching the mess hall, Holly took some eggs and a slice of toast and looked for an open seat. As she contemplated taking a seat with the other mamono recruits, a red slime from another squad approached with some choice words about her assignment. "Thanks," she responded. "I'll manage...Shouldn't be here at all if I can't." Her choice of words was impulsive, but saying it that way felt and sounded natural. At that moment, her mind was made up: she turned from her original destination and took a seat with the other trainees from Delta Squad. Regardless of outside opinions, she WAS a part of Delta, and she was damn well going to act like it...