Alright! Here we go with chapter 8! As of this writing, I have finally, at long last, completed A Very Bad Idea! The final chapter, as well as the retrospective will be published on April 21st, so if you're reading it, now you have a definitive date!
Creativity: That's 59 chapters total, including A/Ns and bonus chapters, and well over 200k words… My legs hurt…
Author: You rest up. We got enough juice in the BTI to get me through the bulk of this chapter.
Anyway, everyone's excited for boot camp it seems. I am too. I'll be drawing on a wee bit of TFS' Mr. Popo for Gula in this chapter. Not too much, though. We won't be establishing a pecking order. Besides, it would still fall under Popo's pecking order
Not much to say otherwise. Oh, right! So, I've been tossing around the idea of starting a Discord server for my primary profile in general and my stories in particular. Plus a general chat because why not. Let me know if that sounds like a good idea and I'll go from there.
Creativity: I think that's about everything. Shall we begin?
Author: I believe we shall. Let us proudly present chapter 8 of Limit Breaker!
Even after he agreed to Ozpin's little 'field trip', Gula had a few misgivings about training the kids from Ozpin's school.
He didn't have them at the moment though, as he was currently enjoying the flabbergasted expressions on his new students' faces. He especially loved the look on what he had taken to calling 'the armored squadron', even if it wasn't the whole team that wore armor. Still, it was three out of four, so he felt the name still worked.
Professor Goodwitch cleared her throat, causing all of the Hunters in training to snap to attention. Gula was impressed.
"Alright students, as you are now aware, this is the special instructor Ozpin spoke of. He is to be shown the same respect that is demanded of all your instructors at Beacon. Are we clear?" She instructed. The class nodded, though the armored squadron did so half-hearted and disinterestedly. They were going to be difficult, Gula could tell. Well, they'd try to be, anyway. He'd beat it out of them one way or another.
"Alright, before we begin, team leaders tell me your team names. I'll get your individual names while we're going through the first lesson." Gula instructed. One by one, the teams started introducing themselves.
"Team RWBY!" Ruby announced with a touch too much enthusiasm.
"Team JNPR, here!" A blonde, scrawny kid Gula recognized from his little 'outing' a few weeks back responded.
"Team ABRN." A tall, dark skinned platinum blond girl answered. Gula couldn't see any weapon on her and she had the air of a martial artist.
"Team CFVY!" The next leader replied. She had a pale complexion and was wearing clothes that looked entirely too expensive to be roughing it in the forest. Her eyes were hidden by a pair of sunglasses. Gula hoped she had a more practical set of clothes for the next two weeks, or else he had the feeling she would be a special kind of miserable by the end of these two weeks.
"CRDL." The biggest of the armored squadron responded. Given the confident smugness in his voice, Gula was only assured that he would be difficult to work with at first.
"Alright then! Well, first things first, you'll all need somewhere to sleep tonight! I gathered materials for you all to make a shelter for your whole team. That's going to be your first day. Each team will work together to build a shelter for the two weeks that I'll be training you. If it falls apart at all during these next two weeks, you have to rebuild it yourself. If anyone tries damaging another team's shelter, the offender and their team will not only rebuild the shelter but will also have to make it better. Oh, and I WILL know if anyone tries a stunt like that." Gula instructed. The teams all looked like him like he'd grown a second head.
""Well, get to it! You're burning daylight!" Gula announced loudly, causing all four of five teams to suddenly jump to and start heading over to the large pile of supplies he'd gathered. He'd added to it a bit since the first day. One notable addition was that he gathered several large rocks and carved them into bricks, mainly to serve as a good foundation and reinforcement for the structure.
"Oh, and if you need advice, feel free to ask. I'm not going to be handing out explicit instructions, though." He added as the teams scrambled for materials.
As the teams worked together Gula couldn't help but notice that that CRDL were suspiciously laid back about the whole thing. Then he noticed that they were all carrying what looked like an additional bedroll. Gula strolled over to see what they were doing and saw Cardin unpacking a tent. Letting out an exaggerated sigh, Gula strode over to deal with the matter.
"Good morning! Team… CRDL, was it? I couldn't help but notice you all brought tents. I thought I told professor Goodwitch that tents weren't to be brought." He mentioned offhandedly. The leader stood up to his full height, towering over Gula. Gula wasn't impressed.
"Funny. Can't say I remember her saying that. Boys, did Goodwitch say we couldn't bring tents?" the leader asked his team.
"Naw, can't say I do!" The one with the fin of hair responded. Gula looked faux ponderous.
"See, now isn't that strange? I don't see any of the other teams with tents. Do you see any of the other teams with tents?" He asked in an exaggeratedly confused voice. The leader of CRDL was starting to get annoyed.
"What's your point?" He asked aggressively.
"My point, my poor deluded student, is that you won't be getting away with jack shit as long as I'm training you." Gula declared in a low tone of voice. Faster than any of team CRDL could see, Gula snatched each tent bag from them before tossing them one by one into the nearby lake. The CRDL's looked at him with gaping mouths for a second before glaring at him.
"Are you seriously expecting us to build a shelter out of sticks and leaves like cave men? Who exactly do you think you are?" The leader snarled at him. Gula huffed at him before suddenly dropping down, sweeping the leader's legs out from underneath him and snapping back up to catch him by his collar.
"For the next two weeks, I'm your instructor, and I've been given free license by professor Ozpin to make your lives as miserable as I want to. So unless you want to spend the next two weeks sleeping under the stars, rain or shine, I'd suggest you get to work. Because unless it's a real emergency, you aren't getting back to Beacon for two weeks." Gula answered in an even lower voice. He then dropped the leader of CRDL on his back and strode off to see how the other trainees were doing.
"You're gonna pay for that." The leader snarled. Gula smirked over his shoulder.
"Hang on to that thought for tomorrow. You might be able to make use of it." He called back before finally checking in on the other trainees. RWBY and JNPR were doing not too bad. It seemed that Blake had taken charge for her team and was directing them on how to set up a good shelter. Something similar was taking place over at team JNPR's site, though to a lesser degree. It seemed both the leader and another member, one dressed in green with a pink streak in his hair, had some previous experience. He decided to go talk to them, since he had already met team RWBY once before.
"Hello! How's the shelter coming along?" He asked. The group looked up from their work rather hurriedly before standing up.
"It's coming along, sir!" The girl with the grenade launcher/war hammer responded, saluting him as she did so.
"Umm, I'm just training you. No need to be so formal…" He responded slowly, knocked a bit off guard by the girl's mannerisms.
"Sorry about her. She's… well, she's Nora." The boy dressed in green responded. Gula filed that information away.
"So, you must be pretty special if Ozpin brought you in as a guest instructor." The armored red-head began, a hint of uncertainty in her voice. Gula shrugged it off.
"Not so sure about that, so much as it was my specific background that made him think of this." Gula responded non-chalantly.
"What is that background, actually? I gotta say, I'm kind of curious." The blonde one asked. Gula shrugged.
"I don't see why not, but we should probably handle introductions first. My name is Gula." Gula introduced himself, kicking himself a bit for not doing so to the whole group.
"My name's Jaune. Jaune Arc." The blonde kid replied. The grenade girl, Nora he recalled, snickered to herself.
"You forgetting part of that intro, leader?" She asked in a voice that indicated she was trying desperately not to laugh.
"I am not doing that anymore." Jaune replied through clenched teeth.
"My name is Ren. I look forward to learning from you." The boy in green quickly interrupted.
"I'm Pyrrha Nikos. It's wonderful to meet you." The armored red-head added, seemingly as eager as Ren to keep Nora from prodding Jaune more.
"Right. Jaune, Nora, Pyrrha and Ren. Good to meet you all." Gula greeted properly. Nora frowned.
"Wait, I didn't introduce myself! How do you know my name?!" She asked in an over-exaggerated tone. Gula winced at the volume.
"Ren mentioned your name after you saluted me, remember?" Gula muttered. Nora's face scrunched up before de-scrunching with realization. You could practically see the light bulb turn on.
"Right! Well, it's great to meetcha!" She exclaimed with an over-enthusiastic handshake. If Gula hadn't been a Saiyan, he'd probably have a numb arm right about now.
"Right. Well, I'd stick around and give you all my backstory, but it's probably best left for dinner. Keep working on your shelter until then." He replied before heading off to meet the next group. If he recalled correctly, they were team CFVY.
Gula ambled over to see how the shelter was going. They were doing pretty good, all things considered. They could do with a few small changes, but nothing that would compromise the structure.
"Looking good so far, but I'd maybe add a bit more cover on those two spots there." Gula called out as he approached. The team looked up from the work and rose to greet him properly.
"I forgot to properly introduce myself. The name's Gula." Gula introduced himself.
"Oh thank Dust, I thought you'd said it earlier and I spaced out. Anyway, name's Coco Adel; team leader." The fashionista introduced herself. Then she leaned forward and tilted her sunglasses down and looked up and down at him.
"What exactly is she doing?" Gula questioned in his head.
"Hmm… I wasn't sure about the ropes before, but they actually complete the whole 'reclusive martial artist' look." She stated. Gula looked at her, confused. He didn't look that reclusive, did he?
"Coco, maybe don't go critiquing the fashion sense of a special instructor?" One of the other students, a female rabbit Faunus, meekly suggested. Gula shrugged.
"I don't really mind. Aside from the reclusive part, anyway. I honestly question the sash more often, though it is a good place to hide my tail if I'm going into the city." Gula mentioned off hand, his tail coiling a bit at the thought of it getting pulled again.
"But enough about that. I still need the rest of your names." Gula reminded the group.
"My name is Velvet. It's nice to meet you." The rabbit girl replied shyly. She was dressed primarily in brown, with a few small pieces of yellow and/or black armor. Her weapon appeared to be a box attached to her belt, but he had no idea what it could be.
"Fox. I look forward to learning from you." The next team member greeted. He had a dark complexion, red hair and white eyes. Gula wasn't sure if Fox was blind or whether that was his natural eye color, so he kept his mouth shut. Fox's weapons appeared to be arm blades. He also had obviously had plenty of battle experience, or a real difficult time mastering his weapons, based on the number of scars on his arms.
"Oh, and the big guy is Yatsuhashi." Coco added, gesturing to their final team member. The student was huge, dressed in green with armor plating on his left arm. His weapon was a massive, hooked sword almost as tall as its wielder. Gula looked forward to seeing it in action the next day.
"Alright, good to know your names! We'll talk more over dinner tonight. I still need to talk to team ABRN as well as finish up a few last-minute details for tomorrow. Oh, and food. Still gotta handle that." Gula bade farewell.
"Wait, what about food?!" Coco called after him, but he just waved. It was nothing to worry about.
He wandered over to team ABRN's shelter and resisted the urge to frown. They were doing the weakest of all the groups, sans CRDL.
"I'd recommend reinforcing the foundation. You don't want it collapsing on you overnight. Oh, and maybe try securing a few of those loose branches. That'll improve the structural integrity." Gula suggested once he was close enough. The team jumped when they heard him. Two of them apparently had been arguing over a manual, based on the way it went flying into the air.
"Yeesh, I'm not that terrifying, am I?" Gula half-joked.
"Sorry. Just a difference of opinion. Thank you for the suggestions, though." One of the students, a male with black hair, amber eyes and dressed in black and yellow, informed him. His weapon appeared to be a simple staff, though Gula decided to wait and see on that.
"I don't want to keep you all distracted for too long. I just forgot to formally introduce myself and wanted to get that out of the way now. My name's Gula." Gula introduced himself.
"My name is Arslan Altan. I'm the leader of team ABRN." The leader replied. Gula remembered her from the beginning of the day.
"Name's Reese Chloris." Answered the next team member. She was dressed in a purple hoody and shorts and small pieces of armor over her knees and elbows. Why it was just the knees and elbows was a mystery to Gula. She also had a pair of black marks painted under her eyes, which were green. She wore a confident smirk on her face, though it appeared to be a bit forced. Not surprising, considering the trouble they were having with their shelter.
"Bolin Hori. Pleased to meet you." Greeted the next. He was the one who had greeted Gula when he first walked over.
"My name's Nadir Shiko. Pleased to meet you." The final team member greeted him. He was dressed in a white and yellow short-sleeve jacket, black long-sleeve V neck, white fingerless gloves, black pants and white shoes. His weapon appeared to be a sub-machine gun with a blade mounted on top of the barrel, running the length of the weapon.
"Alright, good to have all your names. We'll talk more over dinner. For now, I have some work to finish up." Gula bade farewell before making his way back to professor Goodwitch.
"I'm going a small ways down the shoreline. I'll still be in earshot, but I can't exactly supervise. You mind making sure no funny business happens?" He asked. Goodwitch nodded neutrally.
"That is what I'm already here to do." She responded politely. Gula nodded. Goodwitch would be spending the nights in the one Bullhead that had stuck around. Gula's instincts had told him that trying to get her to even just tent would end poorly for him. He'd also relented when he suggested that all food would be hunted for, to which Goodwitch had strongly protested through Ozpin. He'd still be hunting for his own food, and he'd be feeding them tonight, since Ozpin couldn't get another Bullhead to make the delivery in time (It was a bit of a last-minute decision), but after that, he was only hunting for himself.
Gula's thoughts about hunting and food brought his attention to the fact that daylight was being burned and he had one last thing to finish up before it was time to catch dinner!
He hurried down the shoreline to a large pile of stone tiles, each 1.5 inches thick and 1 square foot. He had painstakingly carved each tile individually using his Ki. There had been plenty of trial and error, much failure and many Grimm blown to dust in frustration, but eventually he had all the tiles he needed. He picked up a stack of them and began placing them until he had a row of fifteen. Then he repeated the process until he had a fifteen by fifteen square. The process had taken him a little longer than he initially anticipated, and it was about a quarter past four when he finished. He probably could have done it faster, but that probably would have alerted his 'students' that something fishy was going on before he had a chance to fight them the next day, and where would the fun in that be?
After giving the ring a once over to make sure none of the tiles were damaged or missing, he grabbed a few spare blocks of stone and made his way back to the group. The shelters were coming along very nicely! Well, except for team CRDL's. They were trying to borrow ABRN's manual, since they hadn't bothered to pack their own. Gula managed to contain a smirk before placing the stone blocks down. After examining them a bit, he grabbed two of equal length and carried them over to a soft patch of earth. He then placed on vertically and pushed down on it, shoving it into the ground! He then measured a distance from it and repeated the process with the other stone block. He then grabbed the last block, a much longer one than the other two and placed it on top. He then went and set up a fire pit underneath the stone bench and subtly coated his hand in a red Ki aura. He wiped the surface of the table down, rendering it nice a smooth, while also making sure it was pristine clean. Taking a moment to admire his handiwork, he went and did a once over of the shelters.
Teams RWBY and JNPR had by far done the best. According to team RWBY, Blake was well practiced at wilderness survival and had taken charge of the situation. Similarly, team JNPR had a few members that were better prepared for wilderness survival. Jaune apparently did a fair bit of camping with his family before attending Beacon, and Ren had learned a fair bit about survival himself.
Next up were teams CFVY and ABRN, which had made acceptable shelters. He had a few nitpicks, but they weren't relevant. As long as they were insulated enough and wouldn't fall over at the slightest breeze, that was enough.
Then there was CRDL, who were still bumbling around like idiots. They'd gotten the manuals they were looking for, but they'd devolved to arguing. Gula shook his head. They'd made their bed and they'd be sleeping in it, one way or another.
As the teams started moving their things into the shelters, Gula removed his tunic and jumped into the lake, much to the shock of the onlookers.
For the next few minutes they were very concerned when he didn't surface. However, the fear turned to shock and confusion when Gula emerged holding two wriggling fish. Blake's eyes locked onto the fish and refused to break from them as he walked over to the stone platform he'd built earlier. He then proceeded to smack the fish against the stone slab a few times until they stopped moving. Satisfied, he turned and started heading back to the lake when he heard the sound of someone creeping towards the fish. His hand shot out and caught the wrist of one surprised Blake, who almost jumped out of her skin.
"Can someone keep an eye on her? I don't trust her to not steal dinner now." Gula called out. Team RWBY immediately hurried over and gently maneuvered Blake away from the fish, though he was pretty sure he heard a whining noise come from her throat. Rolling his eyes, Gula returned to the water and went searching for more fish.
It was a few minutes later when he emerged from the water, making a bit of a show out of wrangling one hell of a fish. The fish was longer than he was tall! He then hauled it over the stone slab and slammed it on the stone a few times before lifting it up again. When it wriggled again, he frowned and smacked it against the stone again.
"How did you haul something like that out of the lake with your BARE HANDS?!" Yang exclaimed as Gula kept trying to kill the fish via bludgeoning, though he still wasn't quite getting the results he wanted.
"I'm well practiced at it. Thanks for keeping Blake away from dinner, by the way." Gula responded as he slammed the fish on the stone slab again.
"That reminds me. I should probably go back and make sure she doesn't slip from Pyrrha and Ruby's grip. Seriously, we might need to get Arslan's help to tie her up at this rate." Yang muttered as hurried back to where Blake was being restrained. Gula, having gotten fed up with dealing with the fish's seeming invulnerability to bludgeoning, walked back to his shelter (Not too far away from his workstation) and grabbed a knife. Then he set about cleaning the fish. He was about halfway through one of the medium sized ones when the leader of CRDL walked over, wrinkling his nose at the sight of the fish.
"You don't seriously expect us to eat this, do you?" He demanded. Gula didn't even bother looking back at him.
"Not as it is, no. I haven't cooked it yet, though I might make an exception for you and your team, if you want." He replied as he removed a few more guts from the fish.
"I came here because I heard some bigshot Huntsman was supposed to give us special training, not to spend two weeks in the wild like an animal." The leader drawled. Gull still didn't turn around.
"That was your interpretation of what Ozpin explained. He only said there was going to be a special instructor and the fact you've repeatedly ignored professor Goodwitch's instructions for packing, don't think I didn't notice the snacks and alcohol you snuck in with your things by the way, as well as my instructions for your first day says, well, it all says that you saw this as just a method of getting off campus to indulge yourself in ways Beacon wouldn't permit. Do I have to bring up the alcohol again?" Gula fired back as he started cutting into the next fish. The leader of the armored squadron spluttered in response, trying to form a retort. Gula decided to keep pressing, mainly out of boredom.
"And before you get any ideas, such as letting Goodwitch find the aforementioned alcohol so that you can get sent back to Beacon, let me tell you that you aren't going anywhere for the next two weeks. Unless you want to get kicked out of Beacon altogether, which I and Goodwitch could probably arrange." Gula added as he finally got started on cleaning out the really big fish.
"Are you threatening me?" The big guy snarled at him, hand reaching for his weapon. Gula wasn't perturbed.
"Not at all. I'm just reminding you that YOU signed up for this, and you don't just get to back out because it isn't squaring with your preconceived notions of what was going to happen out here. This isn't a vacation. This is going to be two weeks of hell for all of you, and you aren't going to be exempt from it." Gula promised in a low tone of voice.
Realizing that Gula wouldn't be intimidated this way, the leader huffed and stalked back to his team. Gula stole a glance at them and the shoddy shelter they'd put together. They certainly wouldn't be having a pleasant night, that was certain.
Having finished gutting the fish, Gula disposed of the offal and lit a fire under the stone table. It took a little while, but eventually the tablet was nice and hot. He busied himself with frying the fish on the stone, seasoning it with some spices he'd picked up in Vale. He also had to contend with Blake, who escaped her guards and tried to steal dinner more than once. Normally he would have solved the problem much easier, but he instead he forced himself to pretend he was only barely succeeding until Yang and Pyrrha managed to wrestle her away from the fish.
Finally, the fish was cooked, and everyone was permitted to come and grab a fillet. Gula once again had to make sure Blake wasn't taking more than her allotted amount, with some assistance from Yang and Ruby. They all seated themselves on the log ring he had constructed where he started a fire in the middle. Goodwitch had brought a meal for her and Velvet, since apparently Velvet had a specific diet she needed to adhere to, though it made more sense when Gula remembered her rabbit ears.
Everyone ate silently. Gula could tell they weren't particularly fond of his cooking, and he could sympathize. While he was used to his own cooking, his 'students' were all used to having more varied and better tasting meals.
Still, if they were going to be Hunters, this was something they'd need to get used to. They wouldn't be spending all of their careers in cushy locations with kitchens.
After eating, Gula reintroduced himself and gave them the short rundown of who he was and where he came from (Obviously the version he'd been using since he'd crashed on Remnant, not that he was an alien that could blow up what was left of their moon). Afterwards, he got a bit more acquainted with his charges for the next two weeks. He obviously already knew team RWBY, having met RWBY twice and helped with tracking down Blake, so they kept relatively quiet.
JNPR was interesting, particularly their leader, Jaune. Gula could tell by looking at Jaune that he didn't have much in the way of formal training. He carried himself with an awkwardness that came from an inexperienced warrior. However, he could see that the kid had potential. Lots of it, if he dedicated himself to it. Ren had a quiet, carefully composed calm to him that he rigorously maintained. He was a skilled fighter, capitalizing on his speed and agility to outmaneuver his opponents and strike at their weak points. He couldn't be more in contrast with his partner, Nora.
Nora was loud, energetic and…loud. Very loud. Subtle, she was not. More than that though, she was incredibly strong, capable of wielding her giant Warhammer like it was a twig.
Then there was Pyrrha. Pyrrha carried herself with more confidence than the rest of her team. At least, in terms of combat capability. From what he had gathered, Pyrrha was a champion warrior at her old school. However, when talking to her, he'd picked up a few hints of… hesitance, for lack of a better word when it came to simple conversation. As long as it didn't interfere with training, it probably wouldn't matter over the next two weeks.
Next came team CFVY. They were definitely strong and experienced, though they were a year ahead of the other teams so that wasn't surprising. He didn't have quite as clear a picture of them as he did teams RWBY and JNPR, but he did have something.
He could tell from his few interactions with her that Coco would be… strange to work with. Not necessarily difficult, but strange. Fox came across as a bit similar to Ren. He was quiet and composed, though the scars on his bare arms testified to battlefield experience. He couldn't really get a read on what he'd be like to train, but he had a feeling that he and his team's seniority over the other teams would either make things easier or harder.
Velvet was a shy person. That much was very obvious to an onlooker. How that would affect training, Gula couldn't be sure, but he would hazard a guess that it would be negative to one degree or another.
Then there was Yatsuhashi. Gula just could not get a read on the guy. He obviously had great prowess as a warrior, but that was about all that Gula could pull. Well, he could tell that Yatsuhashi was very observant. He was constantly keeping an eye on his surroundings. There wasn't a tension in it, like he was expecting a fight, but it was there.
After team CFVY, there was ABRN. Through talk over dinner, Gula had picked up on some very subtle dysfunctionality. He mostly picked it up from Arslan, though he wasn't positive whether or not she was the source of it or merely reacting to it. She definitely seemed rather exasperated with her teammates. She came across as a bit bossy towards them, but Gula felt he'd need to ascertain where that possible attitude came from before drawing conclusions.
Next up was Bolin. Next to Arslan, he came across as the most capable fighter on the team. He had a feeling that he was Arslan's second in command or at least tried to act as such.
After Bolin was Reese. Gula had observed earlier that she had a confident attitude, bordering on smug. She didn't come across as a fighter like Bolin or Arslan did, but her confidence couldn't be for nothing, even if it seemed to be a bit unchecked.
Then there was Nadir. Gula immediately picked up on strong hesitance in his voice and body language. He wasn't sure what the source was, though he was leaning towards caution or lack of self-esteem, but it was definitely going to get in the way of training. He'd have to do something about it, starting tomorrow.
Then there was the armored squadron. Aside from one of them, a blonde with really squinty eyes and bronze armor, oozed contempt for the situation in general and Gula in particular, with a smattering of self-satisfied smugness. If he was going to get anywhere with them, he'd probably have to systematically break them down to the point of tears. Goodwitch would probably have problems with that though, so he'd have to settle for on the verge of breaking down.
Not even squinty, who seemed to be a bit of an odd man out among them, would be spared.
"Alright! Everyone off to bed! We get started properly tomorrow at the crack of dawn, so you'll want all the shuteye you can get!" Gula shouted to the group. He doused the fire and went back to his shelter. Everyone else soon followed. All was silent for all of five minutes before they heard the leader of CRDL curse very loudly, only to be shushed by the rest of the camp, sans his own team. Gula smirked to himself his mind turned to a patch of earth that was currently buried under his makeshift battlefield.
Despite his misgivings about this little enterprise, he knew that tomorrow was going to be very, very fun.
Alright, that's done! Didn't quite get to where I thought I'd get, but we got pretty far!
Creativity: You really wanna have him mess with CRDL as much as possible, don't you?
Author: I think people cued in on that the moment I included them in the roster. Oh, this is gonna be so satisfying...
So, not much else to say here. Can say that I'm working on one of the three projects up for poll at the moment. Mainly just hashing out a general timeline to follow for the chapters. If I was to hazard a guess, I'd say that my next primary will publish some time in late summer or early fall, based on how I'm formatting my release schedule this time.
Alright, I think that's enough from me. See ya next time!
