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1901 Friday
Today, Why Today, can't anyone see I'm not in the mood. Off all the days in the year why now.
I hate those military parties my father throws from time to time. To me those parties are just an excuse to show off a new title, or how well a mission went or even a new girlfriend, wife, marriage even a separation. But for my family this time it's more to show off my brothers and there combat skills to some very important Captain that's coming tonight.
Father says that the man just retired from the service and that he's searching for new pupils to train in Fort Dix where this man is going to be a teacher for a little while or something.
Not that I care, even tho I could beat my brothers any day, nobody would care.
It's still early morning now. At least my jaw healed quickly, which my father dislocated last week in one of our many sparring/combat sessions. The week before that, he grabbed me by my throat, now I know he sees me as just an object instead of a daughter.
I probably should get ready now before mama comes in. I will wright about the party too.
Me again, the party is in full swing, we just had dinner and I was presented to everyone. I can't even remember there names so I just gonna call them Sir or Ma'am, which is probably the most safest option there is.
Also I got introduced to captain Lyle T. Rouke, you know the man I wrote about earlier. He has quite a reputation (ow and before I forgot the T in his name stands for Tiberius just an FYI) He's a man you don't want to make mad or to be on his bad side. Which I already sorta pissed him off earlier, so I sorta already did.
I don't care if he killed his own man for disobeying him or him killing his own man against orders I just don't care at all. But still he makes me feel uncomfortable.
He's constantly looking at me and keeping an eye on me, like he follows my every move. What does he want from me anyway.
Oh great as you speak of the devil, he's approaching me great I'm so dead.
Now this night can't get any weirder. Me, Captain Lyle Tiberius Rourke is going to train me. Me, Helga Sinclair.
Sorry about that but this doesn't feel real even when I think about it more it still feels like a joke. The great, strong, dangerous Captain doesn't want to train my brothers instead he wants to train me.
Of course father is proud and I have no choice anyway than to accept since it's an honor to be trained in private under a man as Rourke. But it feels weird, mama isn't to happy with it.
She can't say or do anything, she rather saw me dancing. I love dancing it keeps me flexible and it also helps me a lot in combat ( but that's just my secret).
My father and Rourke are now talking, I can hear every word they are saying, my question is how this man can see my potential of only what my father told him.
It's so weird that I will be his only student and to be alone in a room with this man already gives me second thoughts.
Not that I'm scared I can't wait to beat his ass.
So, last part of today. I'm finally in my bed and probably the last time too.
Since from tomorrow on for God knows how long I will be Rouke his student and also tomorrow I will be traveling with him to Fort Dix. Alone with Rouke, great and I thought this couldn't get any worse.
Who knows what this man is planning for me. I'm sure he's not going to make my life easier no he is gonna make it a living nightmare I bet it's gonna be probably worse than a nightmare.
I'm so tired I should get some sleep, I will write on the train ride to Fort Dix, since it's only Rourke and me so I guess that ride will be pretty awkward. On the train to hell.