Drake zipped up his black uniform, before pulling his silver mask over the unruly dirty blond hair that sat atop his head.. He turned to look at Jay, his dark brown eyes intense. Any newcomer would think they were brothers. Drake being the older one of course, but neither shared a drop of blood.
"So what's this all about? Why is Ram enlisting the help of a virt?" It was totally not like Ram, which meant that their leader was up to something.
"I wish I knew" Jay said leaning up against the door frame "Now a days Ram isn't talking, not even to me, whatever he's up to, it's a complete secret." He pushed his back away from the wall "Do you have the program I was asking for?"
Drake nodded picking up the disk that was laying on his desk and handed it to him " You'll let me know, If you find out anything on this virt business?"
"Course" Jay tapped the disk in his hand "Alright well, Ram will want to see you now about the training"He gave his companion a nod before leaving the room.
Drake sighed and made his way down the long corridor. Other Technos moved out of the way for he was an important person. Both he and Jay were generals, though their job descriptions were entirely different. While Jay worked directly with Ram and was in control of completing each initial stage with the virts. Drakes job was with the Technos themselves, he was a sort of tactician and they all showed him the proper respect.
Finally where he needed to be, he knocked on his commanders door firmly, and was quickly allowed in "The prototype has just been upgraded to level 10 on the laser just like you asked" He said as he entered, his voice sounding like a well rehearsed machine.
"Very well done Drake" Ram rubbed his chin with his gloved hand as he looked up at his tall general "Are the trainees ready for basic?"
"Yes, training will begin in about 5 minutes"
"Good, I want you to make sure no one steps out of line. If they do, show them how we discipline transgressors "
"Of course sir" Drake nodded and after some more small talk he was dismissed.
He quickly made his way to the training area beside the pool. A line of about 10 trainees, wearing masks stood talking and goofing around with one another.
He stood off, about five ft away observing each and everyone of them. The pickings it seemed, were getting slimmer and slimmer with each batch of trainees. Sooner or later they would have to move out of the small desolate city and take over another, if their tribe was to grow into something much stronger.
Andrew, another Techno who helped with the training plodded to his side "You ready sir?"
Drake nodded and the strenuous training began. His main goal was to make sure every Techno knew how to fight. If ever a group of virts became hostile they had to be able to protect their cause. So he watched on as they began doing basic pushups, crunches, sit ups and torturous jumping jacks. Instructing them and yelling at them to do them correctly. For the most part, they seemed to be in fit condition and he was pleased with their progress.
"ALRIGHT BOYS AND GIRLS PAIR UP! LET'S SEE WHAT YOUR MADE UP OF" He called out to them and watched as they partnered and sized each other up.
One of the trainees strolled up to his side, he was young and cocky "General you wanna show me what your made of?" he asked with a confident grin.
Drake nodded looking down at him "What's your name?"
"Monroe sir"
"Alright Monroe, let's begin" The young trainee backed away a few feet in a fighting stance and Drake tossed his clip board to the ground.
Almost immediately the trainee lunged at him with a full on fist, aiming for his chest. But Drake suddenly moved to the left and with Monroe's momentum keeping him moving, the general raised his elbow and brought it downwards onto the trainee's back. The kid fell with a silent thud, groaning on the grass. Some of the other trainees stopped momentarily to crowd around Drake's victim
"When not cautious enough, your opponent can and will counter-attack you." He spoke to them "Never go into a battle, assuming you will best your opponent, they will always have a trick up their sleeve."
They all nodded and two fellow techno's ran to his side and helped the kid up, walking him to the medical facility.
"EVERYONE BACK TO WORK." Andrew demanded, as he handed the general back his clip board and the trainees scurried back to their places."That was quite a hit sir, where did you learn it?"
Drake glanced down at his board, it was heavy with all the reports that he needed to go over for the day; Upgrades, trading, military strategy, next departures and landings "I just grew up in bad places." he said summing it up in one simple sentence "Keep them practicing till sundown" He patted Andrew on the shoulder and walked off, he needed to find Jay and talk some more about Rams secret plans.