02-04-2016, 07:10 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-04-2016, 07:14 AM by Aralyn Thorn.)
The young vixen dipped one ear as a tigress entered and mentioned the sign, well, way to be observant there, Ara...she then blinked her black and blue eyes as the large dragoness spun around and displayed the effects of gravity and dexterity all in one go. She pulled on her tunic and fastened up all the buttons, working on the sleeves and compared the uniform to the ones she saw examples of on her tablet...this many in that location meant Base Ops, this configuation meant R&D, this there meant Military, these markings were for rank..she stood up and smoothed down her tunic and belt and wished she had a long mirror to look in, distracted, then blinking, people had said things...Oh! Introductions!
"Uhm, brilliant. Me name is Aralyn, most people call me Ara, um, though I suppose I'll be called by me surname until we get out of bootcamp...assuming one of us isn't tossed out on her tail the first bloody day." Her accent only becomes more pronounced as she gets upset with herself even more. "I...uh..me specialties are getting on everyone's nerves, not properly researching what I get meself into and unintentionally insulting two out of three of my superior officers in less than an hour. Not bad for me first day, hey?" She wilts her ears and looks at the glossy toes of her boots. "I'm like as not to be banging big rocks into smaller ones for most of me time here. It's nice to meet you both though. Have any messages or anything you'd like me to take back with me on the ferry home?" Clearly the once-exuberant small vixen has had the confidence knocked right out from under her and she has no idea what to do with herself other than follow instructions to the letter and see what happens. She can't bring herself to meet the others' gazes, though, feeling like an idiot, never mind that she doesn't understand any sort of social tact whatsoever. "Crumbs."
"Uhm, brilliant. Me name is Aralyn, most people call me Ara, um, though I suppose I'll be called by me surname until we get out of bootcamp...assuming one of us isn't tossed out on her tail the first bloody day." Her accent only becomes more pronounced as she gets upset with herself even more. "I...uh..me specialties are getting on everyone's nerves, not properly researching what I get meself into and unintentionally insulting two out of three of my superior officers in less than an hour. Not bad for me first day, hey?" She wilts her ears and looks at the glossy toes of her boots. "I'm like as not to be banging big rocks into smaller ones for most of me time here. It's nice to meet you both though. Have any messages or anything you'd like me to take back with me on the ferry home?" Clearly the once-exuberant small vixen has had the confidence knocked right out from under her and she has no idea what to do with herself other than follow instructions to the letter and see what happens. She can't bring herself to meet the others' gazes, though, feeling like an idiot, never mind that she doesn't understand any sort of social tact whatsoever. "Crumbs."