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cadetcarlin

Lovely

cadetcarlin

I like the food.. Why do you think there is a problem?

natasha-gregory

I personally don't like the food so maybe someone was so disgusted they threw it up or maybe it was some kind of allergic reaction to it. Just a guess. It could have also been a nervous student.

natasha-gregory

Photograph | Natasha & Michael

michaelmacmillan

Staring at the picture, he wondered who the people inside the paper was. They look related, a family picture then. It wasn’t until she started to speak that he realized Natasha was standing right before him. He raised a curious brow, wasn’t she the one who said that she wanted to distance herself with her family?

"Is this a picture of your family?" He said with a light grin. "They look lovely and… you never told me that you have a brother, Tash. Is this your brother?" He asked, referencing to the guy that seemed… quite out of the place, somehow. "You two don’t really look related though." He kept staring at the picture. He knew he was being socially-inappropriate, but this wasn’t exactly a new trait of him everyone didn’t know about. When she tried to reach for it, he retracted his hands, feeling curiosity filled his mind and clouding his judgement. "He’s not your brother, is he?"

natasha-gregory

Natasha nervously looked around while thinking of how she would answer this. She could just tell him it was none of his business, because really it wasn't. But, she didn't want to come off as rude.

"Well, he is...was my brother. He's also part of the reason my family is apart. I don't like to talk about him. Besides, this picture was taken a while back. When everything was good..."

Natasha drifted off for a second, then immediately regretted saying anything. Why did she always have to be so "nice"? But, it also didn't really hurt her. She didn't like letting people know why he wasn't part of the family. But, if Micheal asked any further, Natasha decided she might tell him. It wouldn't hurt her in anyway. She just felt ashamed about it sometimes.

#:c micheal

cant be on today. 3rd day with a migraine and it's hurts too much to do anything but sleep

#sorry

cadetcarlin

Lovely

Someone threw up in the bathrooms.

natasha-gregory

Gross...probably because of the food here.

Sorry I wasn't on today. I had homework and babysitting today. I should have more time tomorrow!

natasha-gregory

Hmm...movie night

theadavidson

Now why would you want to do that? How boring.

natasha-gregory

I'm a most boring person. What movie is it anyways? A training video?

#thea

Hmm...movie night

Interesting...though I think I might just settle for studying.

#jeez tash relax #natasha

natasha-gregory

Photograph | Natasha & Michael

michaelmacmillan

So the man really did make him run all those tracks repeatedly. That was it. Michael was then determined to not mess with Ace – never again.

Well, never would be too big of a word. Perhaps, it should be ‘try not to’. After all, remember those wise words of ‘Never say never because backfires are always bitter.’? Of course not, he just made that up on his own. It made sense immensely though, at least to him. Then again, that compensation thing Ace gave him somehow could be perceived as a good exercise to him, so it really wasn’t all that bad in the end.

After spending some generous amount of time slouching in the cafeteria and consuming every edible he was able to get his hands upon, he had went back to his dorm room to shower. He gave his bewildered bunk mate a shrug when he inquired about his fatigued condition – Michael wasn’t really known for one to do extensive training. But then again, everyone knew he was more than capable to tick someone off completely, it was almost understandable.

As he walked out of his dorm room, clean and refreshed, something caught the corner of his eyes. Frowning slightly in curiosity, he bent down to pick up the strange piece of paper. A photograph, he soon realized.

What was a photograph doing here?

natasha-gregory

Natasha composed herself before going up to Michael. He wasn't going to ask any questions about the picture was he? Surely not. Natasha slowly walked up to him.

"Um, Michael. I've see you've found my picture. I must have dropped it while walking." She said almost nervously. Stop acting that way, he'll start to ask questions. Just get out of here quickly.

Natasha tried reaching for the picture.

#photograph #para

Photograph [OPEN]

Natasha was walking down a long hallway carrying a large textbook close to her. She decided now was a good time to get some studying done for a test coming up. Her destination was a bench outside the building and away from everyone else. It was nice to be in a quiet place every once in a while. In the recreation room, people tended to get a little rowdy and the distractions wouldn't help her studying at all. She would study in her dorm, that seemed the most likely place, but it felt too small and confined in there sometimes. So, she decided the bench would be an excellent place for studying, the chances for anyone bugging her there would be slim.

Natasha was almost to the door when she decided to flip through her textbook. She usually left a type of bookmark in their to keep her place. She couldn't find it. It was gone. Panic set in, she needed to find that bookmark...it was way more than just a flimsy piece of paper. It wasn't even a marker. It was a picture, of her family....with one person who shouldn't be in it, and Natasha didn't want to explain why.

Okay Natasha, just keep calm and retrace you're steps...you will find it, just hopefully before anyone else she thought.

Natasha went back through the hall....and found someone else holding the picture.

#starter

Interview

Natasha stepped into the room for the interview somewhat nervously. No need to be nervous, it's just an interview. she scolded herself. She inhaled deeply and said "I'm ready for the interview."

"What is your name and how old are you?"

My name is Natasha Gregory. I am 19 years old.

"Where are you from?"

London, England.

"What was you're home life like?"

Let's just say it was comfortable enough.

"Why did you choose Corbulo Academy?"

Corbulo is simply the best of the best. And I want to be one of the best and nothing less.

"Do you believe you belong here?"

Of course.

"What do you think of the Insurrectionist?"

I strongly detest them. They shouldn't rebel, they have no reason to be interfering.

"What do you hope for in ten years time?"

I hope to have a military career of great importance. And and I also hope the Insurrectionist will no longer be a problem.

#forwardtask1

Hey sorry I haven’t replied to some people! I’ve been busy with tests and New schedules! Will get to u as soon as possible!

michaelmacmillan

Ah, didn’t know that. Sorry mate.

But aye, I understand. My parents were like that once. Though when they’re gone you just can’t help but to… miss them, you know, once in a while.

natasha-gregory

I guess I should...try to get along. I should try to make more of an effort. Sorry for getting a little snippy

grettakeene

That’s adorable! What do you talk about? Do you gossip about your dad?

natasha-gregory

I don't think adorable would be the correct word. And uh...no, we never really speak of my dad.

michaelmacmillan

Can’t be that distant if they still send you video calls, lass.

natasha-gregory

It's not like she video calls me all the time. I know there's other people who get them. It's just when she sends them, it's not to tell me that she loves me.