Disclaimer: As nobody actually cares about disclaimers, and they probably
wouldn't serve to help us in court if someone happened to find out that
thousands of young people (and some old) are breaking copyright laws
everyday, I don't really see the point in writing them, however, in
interests of my own welfare and nobody else's, because I am most important,
I feel it necessary to say that I own nothing, not even any of the
characters depicted in this fic. If anyone understood that long, rambling
sentence, which in the end had no real purpose, hopefully you will
understand the following story.
A/N: This story is dedicated to Nighthawk5. Thankyou for being such a great friend. I never knew how much you meant to me till you weren't here. I must also state that although this fic is not entirely realistic, no offence is meant to any of the people depicted in the parts that are based on real events. Hopefully no lonely instructors with no lives write or read fan fics so they can't sue me either. I must stress the fact that no characters are entirely real, in fact, all persons depicted are fictional.
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Sergeant Astorino glared at Cadet Stewart as he imitated Cadet Peren- Leveridge. As soon as all of the cadets in the room were quiet, he began to speak. "I am here to prepare you for Junior General Service Training, or JGST. Before we begin I think some of you need to calm down, so everyone close your eyes. We are going to do a little activity." The cadets in the room exchanged looks and unwillingly closed their eyes. They had all met Sergeant Astorino before, and he was just a little bit weird. Just a little bit. "Okay. I want you all to imagine that you are on an aircraft carrier. You will be visiting one of these on your camp. It is big. It is powerful. I want you all to feel the wind blowing against your skin. See the big aircraft. Smell the fumes." There were sniggers throughout the class. Cadet Head glanced at Cadet Watson. Astorino was most certainly gay. The rest of the night passed quickly, and the first- year cadets looked forward to their trip to Townsville.
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Let us fast- forward the trip to the third day on the Townsville RAAF base.
"It's so big!" Cadet Stewart said, gazing at the U.S.S Boxer. Cadet Head looked at Cadet Monaghan and rolled her eyes. Eventually AC Rosevear and Sergeant Astorino returned to the group of cadets and informed them that they would now be boarding the Boxer. Cadet Head, Cadet Head, cadet Monaghan and Cadet Watson followed the two instructors up the boarding ramp. They were met in a huge hanger by Able Seaman Baldwin. She was a severe looking woman and the moment the cadets were assembled in front of her she scowled at Cadet Watson. Watson had a strong reminder of her English teacher for some reason, but brushed the thought aside as she began to speak. "You will be divide into three groups, each going to different places on the carrier." The cadets moved into three groups and awaited their next instructions.
A/N: Believe me, this will have relevance to JAG in the next chapter. Plz keep reading cos it gets better.
A/N: This story is dedicated to Nighthawk5. Thankyou for being such a great friend. I never knew how much you meant to me till you weren't here. I must also state that although this fic is not entirely realistic, no offence is meant to any of the people depicted in the parts that are based on real events. Hopefully no lonely instructors with no lives write or read fan fics so they can't sue me either. I must stress the fact that no characters are entirely real, in fact, all persons depicted are fictional.
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Sergeant Astorino glared at Cadet Stewart as he imitated Cadet Peren- Leveridge. As soon as all of the cadets in the room were quiet, he began to speak. "I am here to prepare you for Junior General Service Training, or JGST. Before we begin I think some of you need to calm down, so everyone close your eyes. We are going to do a little activity." The cadets in the room exchanged looks and unwillingly closed their eyes. They had all met Sergeant Astorino before, and he was just a little bit weird. Just a little bit. "Okay. I want you all to imagine that you are on an aircraft carrier. You will be visiting one of these on your camp. It is big. It is powerful. I want you all to feel the wind blowing against your skin. See the big aircraft. Smell the fumes." There were sniggers throughout the class. Cadet Head glanced at Cadet Watson. Astorino was most certainly gay. The rest of the night passed quickly, and the first- year cadets looked forward to their trip to Townsville.
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Let us fast- forward the trip to the third day on the Townsville RAAF base.
"It's so big!" Cadet Stewart said, gazing at the U.S.S Boxer. Cadet Head looked at Cadet Monaghan and rolled her eyes. Eventually AC Rosevear and Sergeant Astorino returned to the group of cadets and informed them that they would now be boarding the Boxer. Cadet Head, Cadet Head, cadet Monaghan and Cadet Watson followed the two instructors up the boarding ramp. They were met in a huge hanger by Able Seaman Baldwin. She was a severe looking woman and the moment the cadets were assembled in front of her she scowled at Cadet Watson. Watson had a strong reminder of her English teacher for some reason, but brushed the thought aside as she began to speak. "You will be divide into three groups, each going to different places on the carrier." The cadets moved into three groups and awaited their next instructions.
A/N: Believe me, this will have relevance to JAG in the next chapter. Plz keep reading cos it gets better.
