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Krystal walked into the lobby.


"So who's in Squad 2? I need to know if I'm gonna hate anyone in particular."


((Hi :3))

Nathan looked down at a slip of paper with several word scribbled on it. "Uh... I am, I think. Yeah, Squad Two. I'm Nathan. I'd shake your hand, but I'm waiting for Wall Guy to not leave me hanging."
 
A guy with a pretty big build and was carrying bags arrived at the Main Weaver Base panting "finally..." Aramis muttered as he inhaled and of course he exhaled, he entered the base and as he took a step inside, a question goes to his mind "what next?" was the question while he's just standing near the entrance.
 
She jumps and laughs as she's placed on the ground. "Yes, I'm Alcie. It's nice to meet you." She gives a small smile to the lady and looks her up and down, trying to figure out what she uses as weapons. 


She sees the man and quickly grabs her jacket to cover herself up.Nodding in response, she steps behind the large woman to hide herself while she cools off before putting her jacket on.


(Sorry for the short reply. Getting really tired.)





 






 


Aura steps from the shadows of the room. "Squad seven?" He asked. He was a tall man, and most people that came in new didn't like him till they got to know him, but he was normaly quite nice.





 






 



Groose watched as the sweat glistened her skin and her attempt to just simply cool off. It just wouldn't do! She would place a calm hand on her shoulder and try to spread out her liquidized thread softly over her skin and by using the law of thermodynamics, vacuum out the heat and sweat leaving her fine. Once the process was over, the slime would return back to Groose, now nearly invisible against her skin. She crossed her legs while staring at moonblood for a few seconds, looking him up and down. He was a goliath of a man so she couldn't do her normal thing. She thought about it for a second while her threads cleaned themselves, which made her get the perfect idea!


She charged at Moonblood and softened her speed just before impact. She went askew a little bit so that her chubby cheek would hit his chest and her arms wrapped around him. Due the layers of water threads, she felt like she was in an AC for a couple of minutes. She announced there, "Howdy!" She twirled back like a dancer, her shawl acting a bit like a ribbon with it's flailing desperation to stick on. She bowed once more and formed two revolvers made of ice. She announced, "Well introductions for now! I'm Fortefille Groose, and my last base nicknamed me "Lou Carcolh" due to the way I horrendously murdered an Elite. You'll see it on the battlefield, trust me its unique enough! That is also the reason why I'm transferred here as more a 'promotion'. So, how 'bout the both of you?"
 
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(Sorry. Messed up. Also sorry for late reply. Fell asleep then had to take care of some business when I woke. But I'm Back now Jack)
 
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Groose watched as the sweat glistened her skin and her attempt to just simply cool off. It just wouldn't do! She would place a calm hand on her shoulder and try to spread out her liquidized thread softly over her skin and by using the law of thermodynamics, vacuum out the heat and sweat leaving her fine. Once the process was over, the slime would return back to Groose, now nearly invisible against her skin. She crossed her legs while staring at moonblood for a few seconds, looking him up and down. He was a goliath of a man so she couldn't do her normal thing. She thought about it for a second while her threads cleaned themselves, which made her get the perfect idea!


She charged at Moonblood and softened her speed just before impact. She went askew a little bit so that her chubby cheek would hit his chest and her arms wrapped around him. Due the layers of water threads, she felt like she was in an AC for a couple of minutes. She announced there, "Howdy!" She twirled back like a dancer, her shawl acting a bit like a ribbon with it's flailing desperation to stick on. She bowed once more and formed two revolvers made of ice. She announced, "Well introductions for now! I'm Fortefille Groose, and my last base nicknamed me "Lou Carcolh" due to the way I horrendously murdered an Elite. You'll see it on the battlefield, trust me its unique enough! That is also the reason why I'm transferred here as more a 'promotion'. So, how 'bout the both of you?"

Aura seemed to dissappear as shadow threads swiftly surrounded him. His voice echoed from an unseen location above them when he spoke. "I am Aura Moonblood. I am... in a sence.... the oldest squad 7 member besides Reznos. He is the leader. I've been here a while. I've managed to stay alive. I hope you both do also. I would hate to see more squad members go...... but I have my orders.... and that is to see what you can do befor you get settled in soooo.... how about it?"
 
Nathan looked down at a slip of paper with several word scribbled on it. "Uh... I am, I think. Yeah, Squad Two. I'm Nathan. I'd shake your hand, but I'm waiting for Wall Guy to not leave me hanging."

"...Wall Guy? I'll figure it out later. Krystal Tassoni, resident gun nut and adrenalin junkie. I'd shake your hand, but you're waiting for Wall Guy to not leave you hanging. And I don't shake hands."


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"...Wall Guy? I'll figure it out later. Krystal Tassoni, resident gun nut and adrenalin junkie. I'd shake your hand, but you're waiting for Wall Guy to not leave you hanging. And I don't shake hands."


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"Friendly." Nathan turned back to Wall Guy. The man seemed to be in a comatose state, which Nathan was 98% positive was not good. "Uh... should we call someone? Paramedics maybe? Or perhaps an excorcist?"
 
Revnoir sat down on a cleared coffee table just beside her, and shrugged. "Well, I mean, I just... I didn't really, well, expect it. Nobody really told me about a new recruit, which is kinda sketchy, but I mean I'll let it pass. So, uh, your question, you had one."

"It's not really a question but... I was just wondering if you could tell me more about the projects." Kirsa said in a soft tone, fumbling softly with her fingers as she glanced up at him slightly. "I wasn't really told much."
 
"It's not really a question but... I was just wondering if you could tell me more about the projects." Kirsa said in a soft tone, fumbling softly with her fingers as she glanced up at him slightly. "I wasn't really told much."

"Well, I mean, I can't tell you about your Projects specifically, but I can tell you about Projects in general. Have somewhere you want me to start?" He asked, adjusting his position as he sat on the coffee table.
 
After several more minutes of waiting for Wall Guy to do something, Nathan decided to just walk away, as he was getting kind of unnerved, and his arm was starting to hurt. He turned to Krystal "Yeah... I'm just gonna go where that other chick went. Follow if you want, I guess." He said, and began walking down the hall.
 
After several more minutes of waiting for Wall Guy to do something, Nathan decided to just walk away, as he was getting kind of unnerved, and his arm was starting to hurt. He turned to Krystal "Yeah... I'm just gonna go where that other chick went. Follow if you want, I guess." He said, and began walking down the hall.

Krystal shrugged.


"Got nothing better to do."


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Aura seemed to dissappear as shadow threads swiftly surrounded him. His voice echoed from an unseen location above them when he spoke. "I am Aura Moonblood. I am... in a sence.... the oldest squad 7 member besides Reznos. He is the leader. I've been here a while. I've managed to stay alive. I hope you both do also. I would hate to see more squad members go...... but I have my orders.... and that is to see what you can do befor you get settled in soooo.... how about it?"

Alcie adjusts her jacket onto her body before stepping out and looking at the giant man. "What do we have to do?" She remembers the reapers and how they easily killed off all of her comrades, including the ones just newly turned into weavers. They didn't know how to use their threads, and were left by the government to die out on the field. And she could only watch as they failed to protect themselves and each other. Her mind quickly snaps back to the present and she grabs her guns, quickly putting them onto herself.
 
Alcie adjusts her jacket onto her body before stepping out and looking at the giant man. "What do we have to do?" She remembers the reapers and how they easily killed off all of her comrades, including the ones just newly turned into weavers. They didn't know how to use their threads, and were left by the government to die out on the field. And she could only watch as they failed to protect themselves and each other. Her mind quickly snaps back to the present and she grabs her guns, quickly putting them onto herself.

"Prove that you know how to use your threads." Aura said, his voice echoing around as he remains unseen
 
"Prove that you know how to use your threads." Aura said, his voice echoing around as he remains unseen

She swiftly pulls out her pistols, one in each hand, and fires them into the heads of the training dummies as her eyes briefly scan each one's location. Their greed heads blacken as the threads within her bullets seep out and finally the heads erupt into shreds after being engulfed in black. She knocks open the bullet chambers simultaneously and grey/black slivers appear before her guns click back into place, fully reloaded. Suddenly her pistols are in her belt and her shotgun is in her hands. She takes a peak over it and blasts it into the nearest punching bag and like before with the dummies, it turns black and then explodes. 
 
"Interesting... using your threads as ammo.... sadly once they are severed from your body.... they can no longer be controlled." Aura said slowly
 
She swiftly pulls out her pistols, one in each hand, and fires them into the heads of the training dummies as her eyes briefly scan each one's location. Their greed heads blacken as the threads within her bullets seep out and finally the heads erupt into shreds after being engulfed in black. She knocks open the bullet chambers simultaneously and grey/black slivers appear before her guns click back into place, fully reloaded. Suddenly her pistols are in her belt and her shotgun is in her hands. She takes a peak over it and blasts it into the nearest punching bag and like before with the dummies, it turns black and then explodes. 





 


"Interesting... using your threads as ammo.... sadly once they are severed from your body.... they can no longer be controlled." Aura said slowly



Groose stepped in with a smile. She said with joy, "Well that is an easy situation to fix love... Shall I demonstrate?" She lifted up her dual pistols and fired a single shot close to one of the dummy's heads. The bullet would then stop mid-air, exploding into a shower of ice, ripping into the doll as if it was a shower of unholy steel from a shotgun. The ice pieces flew across the room back into the gun. She spun the pistol before it exploded into a liquid state again, coating her skin softly. She commented, "You see, if you have a few pieces of thread to control it mid-air, you can also change its state of matter from liquid to solid in the blink of an eye. Doing so for me, for example, turns my regular bullets into buckshot. But, it could also help for coverage... hmm..."


She looked over to the shotgun, and it gave her a just grand idea! She put a leg over the other and nearly hovered in mid-air as she sat on thin air. A few threads hung from the ceiling to under her rear to support her up. She said, "Why don't you try my suggestion in a new way? Use a thread bullet for your shotgun, but make it liquid. Keep a few threads on to keep it under control, turn the now wave of liquid into solid pellets or a single sheet, and bang! Ca-pooy! Game over man, Game over!" Groose was clearly haveing some fun with this...
 
Aaron had been roaming the halls, having nothing else to do after finishing his paperwork early, and heard noise in the training rooms. He was, of course, accompanied by what seemed to be a guard. Normally, Squad Leaders would bring their recruits to the barracks or show them around the base, but he had an idea of who would bring them to the training room and put them straight to work. He didn't entirely agree with it, but that was fine, he wasn't the Squad Leader. Though, he was a bit against the fact that training right out of the gates would raise stress as well as mortality rates, as stressed soldiers aren't always the best soldiers. He decided to peek his head into the training room, and noticed Reznos wasn't there. He scowled, seeing Aura attend to the recruits, and wondered what was so important that Reznos would leave one of his own Weavers to train the recruits. He even noticed one Weaver who was probably stronger than Aura being 'trained', which made no sense to him. She seemed to know what she was doing, where Aura just seemed a bit too edgy to be taken seriously.


Though, he was a bit irked at the fact that Reznos was being so irresponsible with his recruits, sending them off to a training room to be shown that they were weak and had to train harder than anyone else because if not Reapers are gonna eat your face. He was pretty sure that was the story he told people, or had that been someone else? At this point, it didn't matter. He simply glared at the recruits, his arms crossed and his guard at his side, as he silently listed everything wrong with this situation.
 
Aura fell, Litteraly fell from the ceiling when he looked to see Aaron, the Squad Administrator, of weave standing in the doorway. After picking himself up off the floor he stood up and saluted Aaron. "Good morning Sir! Is there anything I may assist you with?" It was clear aura was nervous. This man was supose to be the strongest weaver, and he looked verry angry.
 
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Aura fell, Litteraly fell from the ceiling when he looked to see the director of weave standing in the doorway. After picking himself up off the floor he stood up and saluted Aaron. "Good morning Sir! Is there anything I may assist you with?" It was clear aura was nervous. This man was supose to be the strongest weaver, and he looked verry angry.

Aaron gave Aura an irked glare, frowning at the other. He didn't like the man, nor would he ever, yet he'd never actually told anyone why he hates Aura so much. Of course, everyone knew that Aura wasn't exactly his least favorite, that spot was reserved for someone else. He was silent for a long moment before speaking up. Though, he didn't exactly answer directly. "Why are you training the recruits. Where's Reznos?" His voice gave off just how annoyed he was, though at what no-one could know for sure. His guard looked at him cautiously, seeming ready to break an argument apart at any moment.
 
"Reznos is in the lobby reviving the rest of the recruits sir! He ordered me to see if the new weavers could use their threads befor they get settled in. " Aura seemed slightly frightened by Aaron. Aura knew that he was pretty high up on Aarons shitlist, though he had no idea why. But Aura also knew that Aaron could rip him to shreds with ease if he wanted.
 
Aaron let out a low growl and crossed his arms. "And what makes you qualified to test the recruits? Besides, it's made sure that recruits can use their Threads before they're discharged after their surgery. And tell me, why is it you have to test them so early on? It obviously doesn't raise performance, you're living proof of that."
 
Aaron let out a low growl and crossed his arms. "And what makes you qualified to test the recruits? Besides, it's made sure that recruits can use their Threads before they're discharged after their surgery. And tell me, why is it you have to test them so early on? It obviously doesn't raise performance, you're living proof of that."





 


"Reznos is in the lobby reviving the rest of the recruits sir! He ordered me to see if the new weavers could use their threads befor they get settled in. " Aura seemed slightly frightened by Aaron. Aura knew that he was pretty high up on Aarons shitlist, though he had no idea why. But Aura also knew that Aaron could rip him to shreds with ease if he wanted.





 



Abruptly Groose stepped in between them with a happy smile towards Aaron. She offered a hand to him before saying, "Apologies to interrupt, but assuming by body language, context of the situation, and by the impressive structure of your body, I must assume you are Aaron? If so, I must ask if I could offer up a few designs of my own to help training and more unorthodox fighting methods and usages of threads? Since you were on the topic of such, I would just love to chime in and get your feedback on my thoughts?" Groose was trying her hardest to try and make sure Aura didn't blow a few brain cells from the stress it looked like he was having...
 
Auras left eye twitched. "I'm living proof that determination gets you pretty far.... old man....." Aura said threw clenched teeth. 
 
"Who let the marshmallow talk?" He asked, glaring at Groose. That was really all he said to her and looked to Aura again. He didn't say much to the Shadow Weaver either, but he did grab his collar and growl in his face. "Determined my sweet ass, you're just scared of Reznos calling you useless."
 

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