04-20-2016, 06:59 PM
A good night's sleep, a nice warm shower, a filling breakfast and a fresh set of clothes. Or, rather, a fresh uniform. The best way to start a day on a good foot, especially such an important day. It was the first day of bootcamp, the first day of their evaluation, and it was likely that what would happen this day would determine their future, or lack of, as a Minion in the Overlord's forces.
Once she was sure that she had put her uniform the right way, polished the buttons so they would shine, braided her long hair in a way that respected the rules, and checked her assignment twice, Tamara exited her tent and headed towards the Base Ops one. She returned a few salutes on her way, as a matter of politeness to people who did saluted her, until she reached her destination.
Taking a breathe, she steadied herself and stepped into the tent with a confident stride, though not overconfident. She saluted Cobalt as she was supposed to, thanks to the instructions on the pad, and nodded at Ara, waiting patiently besides her until everyone was here and they would be given instructions.
However, the tigress couldn't help but look at Cobalt, detailing him with her slitted emerald eyes. He looked human, a bit overweight, without the stern look of the general she met the day before, and he had a slight fishy smell, for some strange reason. Everything in his behavior spoke of a nice person.
Once she was sure that she had put her uniform the right way, polished the buttons so they would shine, braided her long hair in a way that respected the rules, and checked her assignment twice, Tamara exited her tent and headed towards the Base Ops one. She returned a few salutes on her way, as a matter of politeness to people who did saluted her, until she reached her destination.
Taking a breathe, she steadied herself and stepped into the tent with a confident stride, though not overconfident. She saluted Cobalt as she was supposed to, thanks to the instructions on the pad, and nodded at Ara, waiting patiently besides her until everyone was here and they would be given instructions.
However, the tigress couldn't help but look at Cobalt, detailing him with her slitted emerald eyes. He looked human, a bit overweight, without the stern look of the general she met the day before, and he had a slight fishy smell, for some strange reason. Everything in his behavior spoke of a nice person.