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---Marcus, Aaron, and Viego---

The alarms go off and everyone wakes up in their own quarters.  Seven O'clock sharp, time to get up and get ready for the today.  It was gonna be a big one.  Graduation day!


---Khayman---

Khayman was already awake, cleaning his weapons and making sure everything was ready for the day.  The reminder went off on his mini-computer telling him those little shits should be getting out of bed now.  So they should be hitting the mess hall in about 30.  Today was going to be busy, so he hoped they were trying to sand-bag it. 

---Nolan---

Nolan pulled up to the remote training center, led here by the information the Minister gave him.  As he pulled up to the gate, the guard looked him over and held out his hand. "Identification please."

Marcus slapped the top of his Alarm, silencing it. With a yawn and a stretch, Marcus sat up and cleared his mind. He would need a clear head today of all days. It was their graduation day.  The day the Emperor and his generals would come to see them finally released into the Coalition army. Finally see them put their training to use.  It felt like his whole life had been leading up to this day. 

He got up, did his five hundred push ups and sit ups.  Then showered, dressed and made his way down to the mess hall for breakfast.  Hopefully Aaron and Viego didn't decide to sleep in.  Today wasn't the day for shenanigans.

His gear cleaned and properly stowed away, the Sergeant, disdaining the use of a cover having never really cared for hats, doubled checked the pistol holstered at his hip, then stepped out of his quarters. He figured Marcus would be up and about already, the kid was like clockwork, but wondered if Aaron and Veigo would have their asses in gear as well. Striding across the grounds toward the main building, he gave a wide birth to the small barracks housing the two female Psi-stalkers. Something about them causing his skin to crawl whenever they were around. 

Entering the building, he looked around for the ever present guardians of the three, knowing that the Dog boys would make their presence known. After all these years of training Marcus, Aaron, and Veigo, and showing them nothing but respect, they still harbored hatred and for the life of him, he couldn't understand why. 

Knowing that the first of business after personal grooming would be chow, he headed for the mess hall.

Nolan nonchalantly unclips his ID badge from his uniform, and passes it out the window of his car, slightly amused by how low the guard has to stoop to look in the window of the low slung sports car.

He doesn't bother explaining his visit. If what he'd read in the dosier so far was true, it was doubtful this guard had the security clearance to verify it.

Viego got up at the alarm. Well he hit the alarm, which broke it but he got up afterwards. He did this most mornings, so it was normal, still he grumbled to himself about it. The Sargent was going to make him replace it... Or he might get lucky and Aaron would try to make one he couldn't break. 

Shrugging Viego attracted and did his morning routine, which was a few hundred reps of some cardio, then he hit the shower for a long hot scrub under the water. He loved a good shower or bath. Almost as much as a long sleep. But today wasn't the day for that to day was graduation. He got dressed and headed down to the chow hall, after all if he was early enough he might get several helpings. And he as always was hungry.

Aaron woke up exactly five minutes before the alarm went off, as he did every day. No matter when he went to bed or how many hours he slept, Aaron's body had perfectly synchronized to this wake up time at this point. Now whether he was actually out of his dorm on time was a different story altogether, depending on whatever pet project he was currently working on. Today was an important day however, so much so that last night Aaron had actually taken the time to scrub off the engine grease stains that had essentially become a second skin on his hands.

Aaron got cleaned and dressed, then ventured off to the cafeteria.

---Marcus, Aaron, Viego, and Khayman---

Aaron and Viego hit the mess hall about the same time.  Too neither of their surprise, They spot Marcus already at a table working on his breakfast.  Sergeant Khayman walks up behind the both of them as they are stepping up to the chow line as silent and grumpy looking as ever.  They looked over the breakfast options. Looks like eggs, bacon, toast, fruit and pancakes this morning. Pretty standard, but the cook knows his shit, so its usually quite good.  

A few of the guards were starting to file in as well.  Its the shift change, so this is breakfast for some, diner for others. 


---Nolan---

The gate guard did have to kneel down quite a bit to verify Nolan matched his I.D.  But after a moment, the man waved him through the gates.  The drive afterwards was relatively short, if not a bit windy through the woods until the complex came into view.  Place looked more like a fancy millionaires house rather than a training facility if not for the four Spider-Skull Walkers Patrolling the parameter.   There was more than enough parking as the military vehicles seemed to have their own areas. 

According to the Briefing, he was here to see if these three young men showed signs of magic corruption.  They were special, was all he was told.  Super Psionic Soldiers raised by the Coalition and trained by the finest instructors.  A Huge state secret that was very clearly one that could put his life on the line if it were leaked.  Still, turning down a job from the Minister of Intelligence would have had worse consequences, so he just hoped he could do his job, ride this out and be done with it as soon as possible.

Viego made sure to get as much bacon, eggs and pancakes as he could. He was know to have an almost bottomless appetite, and he was pretty sure he heard the kitchen staff groan when they saw him. 

In his excitement after he got his food he moved to sit by Marcus to get his meal finished. He could not keep from grinning like an idiot as he munched on his food.

Good morning Sarge. Fellas. Aaron made his way over to the table and plopped down next to Marcus with his own pile of food. Yes indeed, graduation day is finally here! I even got all dolled-up for the occasion. He presented his stain-free hands (and clothes) with a grin before beginning the ritual of shoveling nutrients into his face.