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She turned around and pushed open the door to the base, a beam of light shot into my eyes and then vanished as the door closed behind her. I sat down in the dirt think about everything. About the past, present, and my future. Wonder if they hate me... Make hateful glances... I suppose those are the things people have to deal with. It's been around for ages, trying to impress others just to it in. I find it ridiculous, time consuming; too much hassle for the human mind. I also didn't exactly know why I was stressing about it so much, why can't I just accept the fact I am who I am. Apart of me was mostly scared about them wondering why I didn't speak. Another part of me was curious on how they would react, along with how I would handle it. This could be the light I was seeking for, maybe this was the shelter I was looking for. This could be where I find my voice.
The beam of light appeared again temporarily blinding me. I saw the silhouette of Miss Pauling, hearing her soft voice. "There ready for you..." She waved her hand indicating for me to come in. I stood up feeling a little knot in my stomach. This is it... My future begins here. I took a deep breath and continued to walk toward the building.
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~{:Chapter 6- Settling In :}~
My anxiety shot through the roof. I began to pick at the skin of my fingers occupying my mind as much as possible. I put my hood over my head to block as much contact from my eyes. I've never been so thankful for washed clothes in my life. Lucky for me, Miss Pauling washed the ragged clothes and returned them to me. Surprisingly they still smelled like home, a part of comfort that will never leave me. Miss Pauling waved for me to follow her inside. I walked with her though the halls until we reached what looked like the kitchen. For a split epiphany I had this déjà vu moment that I've experienced this moment before. The tour through the halls, the nervous feeling; all of it was too familiar. We both reached the end of the hall appearing into the kitchen. I looked around the room to see a group of people just waiting for something to happen. They talked amongst themselves in cliques, mostly through class. Most of, what looked like the, Offense class conjugated by the T.V and couch distracted by the moving pictures on the screen. The Defense group huddled by the poker table yelling and arguing. Wait they have a poker table? Sweet. I believe the Support classes grouped by the kitchen talking casually. Looking around, it seemed that some of the classes already had their doppelganger. They had a pattern, one girl and one boy for each class.
Miss Pauling walked in front of me straightening her posture and clearing her throat before speaking. "AHEM! Mercenaries, meet your new recruit." She announced. The whole team stopped what they were doing and looked at me, I had the spotlight. I shuffled uncomfortably before waving at the group. Some had curious looks, others had boredom written on their face. I tried to see what they were thinking, by the looks of their faces most of them were interested. One of the guys from the Offense role jumped off the couch and checked me out.
"Hey there, the names Scout don't wear it out." He placed his elbow on my shoulder talking to me with his boston accent. "I'm guessin' your the new recruit huh. Where'd you come from? Have a name? What class did Miss Pauling pick for you?" He shifted off my shoulders taking a step back gazing at me a little more. "Ya' don't look like a Scout.. Do ya' talk? OH GOD ARE YOU A PYRO?!" His face shifted in horror.
"Scout!" Miss Pauling interrupted. "I think that's enough, I haven't chosen a class for her yet."
He looked at her in disbelief. "Then why is she here?.." He said pointing at me still looking at Miss Pauling. "No offense." I nodded my head acknowledging him. "I thought she should have a chance to get to know everyone, her class will be chosen tomorrow morning." A small beeping sound came from her wrist. "Ah, sorry to leave so soon duty calls." A small laugh came from the Bostonian, I could already tell what his personality was like. "Guys introduce yourselves to the new member of the team" she turned around face me. "I should have your results in by tomorrow, see you later." She passed by leaving me by myself with a group of strangers I didn't know. We all watched her leave the room, when she was surely gone all attention returned to me. There was a moment of silence that seemed to drag on more than I liked, until a man decided to speak up. He stood up from the chair he sat in and began to talk. He wore a yellow construction helmet and goggles, his accent spilled out his country homeland. He must be the Engineer.
"Well since nobody want to say anything. Howdy, I'm the teams Engineer, I work for the Defense position along with these fella's over here. This is FemEngineer." He introduced his female doppelganger. Her voice had the similar welcoming country accent of her class twin. "Hey there."
"Right here are the Demo's."
They both held a bottle of beer in their hands drinking their life away. They both had an eye patch on their right eye, probably from an incident. Coincidence? They both looked at me saying something that I couldn't comprehend. They were obviously drunk. "Sorry 'bout that. They're uh couple of drunks on and off the battlefield." The countryman gave out a warming smile, chuckling at the two. "Last on the Defense team are the Heavies. They're the strongest of the whole team, physically at least."
The two gave the Engineer a glare before looking at me. They were HUGE, muscles that looked like they could tear a person right in half. The female version looked to hold the same amount of muscle mass. How could one woman hold so much testosterone. They spoke with Russian accents, seeming intimidating and strong.
"Da! We are very strong. Nice to meet you." said the male.
"Little puny girl is now a part of team, welcome." She bowing her head with respect, as I did the same.
"Over here we got Offense." He looked over toward the group sitting on the ground and on the couch. "Pyro, if you could..."
"I got dis, yo I'm the Scout, but already know that. That's-"
"I'm the FemScout." She interrupted as the Scout was talking. She made her way beside her twin, both exchanging glances at each other. "Over on the ground there is Pyro. It's our Pyromaniac, you know fire and shit." It looked toward me with its mask, I couldn't see it's facial expressions. I couldn't tell what it, he... or she..., was thinking. "And then you got those two eggheads." FemScout pointed behind her toward the two couples.
"Those are our Soldiers, they're pretty loud and stupid. I'm pretty sure that they aren't even-" Before the Scout could finish, FemScout intervened. She covered his mouth before he could cause any more chaos.
"Communists... He was going to say communists."
"YOU GOT THAT RIGHT SISTER! I'M FROM AMERICA, WHICH MEAN IM AN AMERICAN, WHICH ALSO MEANS I'M NOT A COMMUNIST!" I was slightly startled from the sudden change in pitch. The Soldiers voice was deep, strong, and loud. Not to mention, slightly annoying. His female counterpart stood up with him in a striking pose. It reminded me of something a hero would do after they defeated the villain.
"HE'S RIGHT, BOTH OF US SERVE FOR OUR COUNTRY! FOR OUR FREEDOM, WE DESTROY THOSE BLU COMMUNISTS!" Shockingly the females Soldier voice was just as loud and obnoxious. This is going to take some time to get use too.
"Can you freakin' stop yelling every time you goddamn talk!" shouted the male Scout, he turned around to where his back was facing me.
"YOU WANNA PIECE OF ME CUPCAKE!" retorted the male Soldier.
"Who da' fuck are you callin' cupcake, you-"
The room was getting intense, making me feel uncomfortable. I backed up a little stuffing my hands in the jacket pockets. I looked at Engie giving him a worried expression, as if he already knew what I was thinking he got in between the two before anything could start. On his left was the Soldier, already right about to punch the living daylights out of the dude; on the right was Scout, who looked like he was going to bash the troopers head in.
"I think that's enough now boys. You're scarin' the little lady."
As sweet as it sounded, I didn't feel too good about being called little. The two looked at me and sat down, both with their arms crossed like little toddlers. The Engineer looked up at me with his goggles, giving me a half lite smile. "Sorry about that. Those two always get in fights, don't worry." He crossed his arms continuing where he left off. All I could do was listen, although I wanted to leave and just head to my room, I stayed and observed all the unique mercenaries.
"As I was sayin' over here is Pyro, this fella' here is pretty harmless." He put his hand up to his mouth, as if telling a secret. "Pyro has the mind of a child. Doesn't know exactly right from wrong, so we try not to bother when he gets...uh... involved with fires."
A child... Fires... Great, now I have to worry about surviving with a mentally unstable mercenary, who happens to like fires, in the base.
The Pyromaniac looked at me again waving and mumbling through his mask like a 5 year old child. I hesitantly waved back. "And you already met our Soldiers and Scouts." He gave out an awkward chuckled and looked toward the back. "You guys want to introduce yourselves, or should I?"
"I don't think zhat will be necessary, thank you monsieur." His french accent was familiar, it was the Spy. He straightened up his back and walked to where he was about in the middle of me and the whole support team. He had something between his fingers that emitted a light drag of smoke. He looked at me with his unmistakable blue-gray eyes. "Mademoiselle, we are the Support class. I am the Spy, zhis is our Sniper." He gracefully pointed to the Sniper. He looked really tall, rough looking, and... kind of handsome... Yes, that's right I said handsome.. get over it.
"Noice ta' meet ya' sheila." He gave out a warm welcomed smile and wave. He also carried a heavy accent, one of an Australian.
"And alas, we have our Medic."
The man looked tall, but not as tall as the Aussie. His glasses sat perfectly on his nose, a little piece of his hair strayed from the rest and hung almost like a curl. "Hallo mein Freund. I am zhe Medic, may I just say it vill be a pleasure to experiment.. uh vork with you." He gave out a cheeky smile, with his German accent.
"I believe that is everyone. Ladies, gentlemen we may be dismissed. I'll show the new recruit around, she'll be back for dinner." With a polite bow the Spy walked toward me grabbing my arm and pulling me out the room. I looked back seeing everyone start to leave and go back to their own business. We walked down the hall having a moment of complete and utter silence, it was awkward. REALLY AWKWARD! I didn't know where we were going or what he was doing, but I just went with it. Down the hall we went down some old stairs. Once we were alone I pulled on his sleeve tugging it three times. He looked down seeming pleased and calm as ever.
"Yes?... Oh right, you're traumatized from talking."
My eyes widened.. How did he.. oh wait.. he's a Spy duh. I face palmed my forehead, he chuckled. I looked up in a glare. "Why are you looking at me like zhat, stop it. You're freaking me out."
I looked straight ahead giggling to myself, I could have sworn I saw a little grin spread across his face from the corner of my eye. "Ah, here we are. Zhis is the infirmary. You will be seeing Medic for your checkup later today, so he can start you on your surgery."
My whole body tensed at the words. Wait what.. SURGERY! I wasn't told about this, what surgery. Huh? He must have saw me tense because he placed his hand on my shoulder stopping me in my thoughts. "Don't worry, he's just going to give you a heart transplant."
Wow... that... didn't even help. IN FACT IT MADE IT WORST!
A worried looked formed on my face, I looked at him with horror and fear. And for some reason... for some messed up reason he started laughing. I looked at him with confusion, he wiped a little tear that started to form by his eye and he came close to me.
"Madame, everything is going to fine. He has to preform surgery to install you a new heart so you can make it through respawn."
Respawn?
His face totally changed. "You do know about zhe respawn, oui?"
I shook my head giving him a blank face. "Looks like Miss Pauling forgot to mention some things. Well follow me." We both walked into the infirmary where he explained the whole dying and coming back to life through respawn. It all seemed like a video-game to me, or a dream that was too realistic.
I guess that's somewhat of a relief, I wouldn't exactly be killing anyone; just temporarily putting them down. I wonder if this is how all the new recruits felt on the first day here.
We moved to a new area of the base, the training room. "Zhis is zhe training room. Here you can practice on the class chosen for you." I looked around, everything seemed the same as a regular gym. I turned around getting ready to continue the tour but I found him starring at me. I gave a surprised expression, but that turned in to curiosity. We both starred for a while before I waved my hand in front of his face. His blinked a few times and continued with the tour as if nothing happened.
What was that all about... Creep.
"This part of the base is where we will be going out when the war starts. Here is the respawn area, where you'll be getting ready for battle." We walked a little down to find a bathroom. "Here are the bathrooms, on the right are the men's; left girl's. Don't get confused." He gave out a smirk that made me blush.
What's this guys problem, why can't he just give a normal tour without making creepy mysterious moves.
"Now time to introduce you to your room." I followed him over to the third floor where all the dorm rooms were. The hall lead to both sides of the rooms, one side looked like it had all of the class reserved for the females, same went for the other side except for the males. Some of the doors looked occupied as others looked like they haven't been touched for years; dust collected on the knobs. We approached the room that had a silver plaque that read 'FEMALE SPY', it was across the room that read 'MALE SPY'.
Wait... why am I rooming here, this isn't for me.
"You can temporarily move into zhis room until tomorrow morning. Unless Miss Pauling says you're class is the Spy, then you'll be permanently rooming here." He had a emotionless face, revealing nothing that I could pick up. I opened the door looking inside, I didn't have a lot to bring-I didn't bring anything-all I had were the clothes on my body.
"I'll leave you, to get use to the room. If you need any assistance, you know where to find me." He nodded and left in silence, I heard the door across my room open and then close. I did the same enclosing myself in my own temporarily room in private. It felt good to be in silence. It took me a while to get use to everything, to process all the information given to me. I sat on the bed collecting all the information I could from what I've been told.
So apparently this war is like a whole experiment. They have respawns that revive them once they've been killed in battle. All of the classes play in a specific position such as; Offense: Scout, Pyro, and Soldier; Defense: Demoman, Heavy, and Engineer; Support: Medic, Sniper, and Spy. Some of them already have their feminine doppelganger. Scout has his, Soldier, Demoman, Heavy, and Engineer. The only ones without a female twin is Pyro, Medic, Sniper and Spy. So, if I'm thinking correctly the classes without a counterpart have an open spot for the job. Well, I'll find out tomorrow.
I collected all my thoughts together organizing everything, slowly everything began to make sense. I took a breath looking around the room out of boredom. I...am...so...bored. I got up from the bed heading out the room to explore a little more myself. I cruised through the hall and down the stairs reaching the second level of the base. I walked down the hall near the kitchen and was tackled by fast force.
"WHOA!"
Me and force collided together falling on the floor. I looked up seeing that the mysterious energy was already up from the ground. "Hey, sorry didn't see ya' there." Her Boston accent already identified who she was. "Uh... yeah, so I can tell you're not much of a talker are you. That's okay you don't have to answer, not like you probably would anyway. Oh how do you think of the base, wait forgot you can't talk. Nevermind. Glad to see another girl on the team, it's gets boring talking to the same guys all the time. They can be so annoyin' you know. Anyways, sorry for bumping into you. I was just about to win in a fight with Scout but then he started freakin' out in shit." The FemScout helped me up by giving me her hand.
"HEY GET BACK 'ERE!" Scout busted out from the kitchen doors looking around the room, and then straight toward us. "Wow flirtin' with the newbie already? Pfft you're sucha' fag you know that." Scout crossed his arms trying not to laugh.
"Who you callin' fag you weak little baby face virgin."
The room got tense, I was in the front lines of a battle waiting to happen. Scout eyes widened by the sudden comeback, but quickly changed to fury. It was obvious she hit a touchy spot. "WHY I ODDA'!" They both fought, holding back one another. Pinning each other on the walls, teasing each other. Regretting that I didn't escape while I could, I saw that their fury passion turned into something more vulgar. In the middle of each insult they would have a passionate makeout session.
What... did I just witness... Most would say 'Ah young love'.. but no, no this was something else.
I left the hall with a discussed look on my face. I went into the respawn area to have a look around, I saw every ones weapon and uniform, some neatly placed while others were thrown in weird places. I exited the room trying as hard as I could to avoid that hallway; but that was nearly impossible. I avoided eye contact with the two Scouts as I passed by to go out the doors that lead to the outside. The air was cool and relaxing. It felt good to get out the base. Maybe a nice evening walk will be nice. Out of the base I walked, I didn't know where, but it would be somewhere. After a good few minutes of walking I saw something in the distance. Is that a van? I wasn't exactly sure if I was hallucinating from the part of hunger, but I went with it. As I got closer to the van a man came out. He was tall just like the one Sniper from the Support position. He wore this hat and aviators to match with it. I hesitated as I walked closer, I saw him look over towards me and tilt his head.
"Whot are you doin' out here?"
I gave him a shrug. "You don't talk a lot do ya'?" This was the question that would probably bother me for the rest of the week. I wanted to personally say 'no, I chose not to' but that would be contradicting. I shook my head holding my hands closer to myself. He gave out a small chuckle.
"Oi'm beginning to loike you already." He walked past me heading over to the RED base. He stopped to look behind me. "You comin' with? It's almost time for dinner." I starred at him for a little before joining him on the walk back to the base. I guess this is a good opportunity to get to know the Sniper, I already have an idea of the Scouts and Spy. We ended up walking in silence about half way there. I didn't know if he felt comfortable with it, if he didn't know what to say, or if he preferred not to socialize.
"Oi see the spook already showed you around the base." His blue eyes looked down at my light brown ones. I looked up at him cocking an eyebrow. Spook? Was he referring to the Spy?
"Uh, Oi meant the Spy, but I call 'im Spook as a nickname oi guess." He rubbed the back of his neck and the stuffed his hands in his pockets. Was he nervous? I suppose being a Sniper does require you to have little-to-no contact with people. "Oi don't think oi got to fully welcome ya'. Welcome to the RED team, don't be intimidated by the blokes or shelias. They'll seem... weird at first, but you get use to them. They're pretty much the only family oi got left." He looked to the ground somewhat kicking the dirt from the ground. Snipers voice changed, seeming low almost to a whisper. My eyes glowed with passion. He lost his family too? My curiosity struck some more, I wanted to know more about him; the whole team. We reached the base door, he walked ahead of me opening the door. Like a gentleman he bowed down waving his hand toward the entrance. "Shelia's first." I gave him a bright smile and continued into the entrance reaching the hallway to the main floor (second floor). We both walked together to the kitchen ready to feast on the meal prepared. I opened the door to see, already some of the mercenaries at the dinner table. Both of the Heavies sat next to Medic, leaving him in the middle. The two Scout wrestled next to each other to see who could sit down first, apparently everything is a competition with the two. I sat down at the end of the table facing everyone, Sniper sat by the Scout making a face of regret.
"YO PYRO!" The male Scout yelled.
"WHERE'S THE FOOD. WE'RE STARVIN' IN 'ERE." The female version finished.
"Hold your horses guys, he's working as fast as he can." Engineer came from the kitchen area where Pyro was working hard. How is he able to cook with that mask on? and those gloves? But that was the least of my worries, the food smelled amazing. My stomach growled at each inhale I took.
"MHM MMMHHHMH MPHM MHM." The Pyromaniac mumbled something I couldn't quite pick up.
"No one can understand your mumbles pal."
"He said that dinner is ready."
"SWEET! FIRST COME FIRST SERVE!" FemScout looked at her male twin and jumped up from her chair, he followed right behind her.
Soon enough everyone else followed behind, along with some of the other mercs coming in to join dinner. Once everyone got something to eat, the room was surprisingly quiet.
"Mhm, zhis dinner is very vell cooked. Danke Pyro."
A gleeful cheer came from the little fire child. "Yes, is very good." Both of the Heavies said at the same time. The Scout would have probably thanked him as well but they were busy stuffing their faces with food.
"It's nothin' loike the outback, but it's definitely edible." Sniper said picking at his food and the eating it. I took a bite of my food immersing myself in the classic mashed potatoes, mac and cheese, and grilled chicken on my plate. I moaned at all the tastes sinking into my taste-buds. Some of the crew looked at me with smiles on their faces, Pyro clapped with glee.
"EY! Lad you did a' fine job with the food." The Demoman raised his beer in the air drinking as if his life depended on it. "Cheers, mate." His female twin said, both their drinks colliding ending with a clank.
We all enjoyed our dinner, all of them starting funny conversations. I listened along with some others. Watching them talk and laugh made me feel happy inside. This is what a family is suppose to do, talk, laugh, tell jokes to one another. Everything seemed too good to be true. Not everyone was at the table, the two Soldiers weren't there and Spy was no where to be seen. I wondered if it was a normal thing for them not to show up, as it didn't phase the team a bit. The thought didn't linger too much longer in my mind, everyone started to clean up their dishes and clean the table. I followed in their footsteps placing my dishes in the sink and letting the cook clean them. One by one everyone started to migrate to their own rooms again. I figured I would just head back to my room, but I was taken back by a light grip on the shoulder. I looked back and saw the German man smiling back at me.
"Vould you mind following me for a second."
He didn't give me time to answer, he just walked forward expecting me to follow... and I did. Walking down stairs to the third floor, he guided me to his infirmary. I wanted to ask what I was doing here, but I got this strange feeling that I would regret it. "As you already know I'm zhe Medic, I heal and treat the team when in any need of assistance. I assume you've been told about zhe respawn?" He walked toward his desk and looked up at me. I nodded my head yes. "Zhen you know zhat I have to open up your chest cavity and replace zhat heart of yours with a new one. One zhat vill send you to zhe respawn in case of any... fatalities." His face turned serious, I made a loud gulp.
"Ah, don't be afraid mein freund you von't feel a zhing." His eyes got dark and devious. He walked closer to me snapping on his gloves and picking up a syringe that remained on his desk. He flicked at the needle a few times and gently squeezed it. "Sit down on zhe medical bed, please." His hand pointed to the medical bed, I got up on the bed taking deep breathes. I trust him, he wouldn't do anything to hurt me... He's a doctor, he was his degrees and PH.D, right? Besides if he was bad at doing his surgeries none of the merc's would be alive. Yeah everything's going to be fine. I managed to calm myself down and hold out my arm, he gently held it and injected me with the sedative.
My eyes felt droopy and my body relaxed getting comfortable. I closed my eyes to sleep.
When I woke up I heard the beep of the heart monitor. I also heard the hum of the Medi-gun, it was pointed directly on my chest. It's red mist glowing into me, it didn't feel like much, a little cold but it felt good. Everything seemed to be working so far, I could feel my legs, I could move all my joints, I could see. Looks like everything went well.
COO
My ears perked up hearing the sound of.. a bird?
COO
My head peered everywhere looked behind me, beside me, and in the corners of the room. I couldn't see anything.
COO
Oh god, something went bad during the surgery and now I'm hallucinating. It's only a matter of time before I go completely crazy and get fired.
"You're avake!" I heard that same German accent
I looked to my left seeing the doctor stand by my side, a clipboard in his hands. "Everyzhing vent very well during your surgery. In fact, you healed rather fast. I'm impressed. I put in a new heart for you, now you vill be able to be sent to the respawn without complications." A little bird hopped from behind mind shifting its way to his shoulder, it made a cooing sound.
Medic looked to his bird calling out his name. "Archimedes, zhere you are. I almost thought I left you in zhe pacient." Medic gave out a giggle and stroked the doves feathers. I watched him talk to his bird as if it was another human being. I ignore the fact that he laughed at the thought of leaving the animals in my chest, distracted by the relationship the two had. It was adorable.
Once he was done fondling with his bird he focused his attention on me. "Can you try to get up?" I sat up from the bed and pulled my body to the side, dangling my legs across the small mattress. I slipped down feeling the cold tiled ground, it sent a shiver up my spine. I used support from the bed to help stabilize myself without falling. My legs started to shake a little as I kept putting weight on them, once I felt comfortable enough I let go slowly.
"Good, good." he repeated. "Now try to walk toward me."
Taking a slow step at a time I successfully walked toward him. I felt like a baby again, learning how to take its first steps. "Keep going you are doing great, try to pick up zhe pace." Medic backed up more keeping his hands in position in case I fell. My hands hovered slightly from my thighs, looking down at my feet concentrating. They still felt a little stiff, but walking helped loosen up the gears. My feet shuffled to a normal walking speed, I straightened up my back feeling great and confident. I looked up at Medic giving him an innocent smile, but quickly took a turn for the worst as I lost balance and fell forward. In reaction he stepped forward catching me before I fell.
"Don't rush yourself, Fräulein." I nearly flushed from embarrassment. He helped me gain my balance before letting go. I took another breath and began walking again, finally restoring my capability to walk.
"Take zhese when you feel pain in your chest." I sat in one of the chairs in front of his desk as he sat in the one behind it. The Medic handed me a bottle of pills for the pain. "Take ONLY one pill a day, or if you feel pain. Zhey are very strong pills, so I vouldn't recommend taking zhem in zhe morning. Unless you vant to pass out on zhe floor. You should take zhese for about 3 days, but seeing how fast you recover 1 or 2 days should do."
I nodded to his instructions and took the pills and headed out of the room. I walked down the hall heading back up to my dorm room. As I walked up the stairs to the main floor my head drifted toward the window as I passed it. The stars glistened lighting up the sky, but it wasn't as stunning as the moon. It was full, pure, and calming. I stood looking out the window for a while, not paying attention to the time in gazing.
"Hey there."
I turned around seeing the southern female. I gave her a wave and went back to my business, she joined me. "Pretty out there, ain't it." I bowed my head. "I know you haven't been here very long, but how you holdin' up. Everything doing alright?" She really did seem genuine. It seemed she was really trying to create a relationship, a great friendship was bound to happen.
I looked at her and opened my mouth but no words came out. Nothing but empty air, so I closed it back up grunting at myself. She gave me a pat on the back. "It's alright, no need to get all flustered. Have any trouble with anything, or anyone botherin' you just come get me and I'll knock some sense into their thick skulls." I gave out a laugh and smiled, giving her that 'thank you' look. She acknowledged it and headed on back upstairs to her room. FemEngineer seemed like a really nice person. She cared about her teammates, but get in her way and she won't be afraid to knock you back down in your place. She was feisty, confident, kind, and level-headed.
I moved on from the stargazing spot back to my 'room'. I opened the door to the dorm room entering with slight pride. I guess it finally hit me that I was appreciated here, although some of them seemed to despise me a good portion looked liked they wanted to become good friends. I closed the door and headed straight toward the bed. I didn't bother putting on any PJ's-a clean pair were neatly placed on the bed for me, I wondered who did that-I just laid there thinking all about today. I met some new people, figured out some of their personalities, listened to their conversations finding out some of their interests, talked-or rather listened-to what they had to say; everything was great. I felt like I was actually getting involved in something, like a part of my life was left here the whole time. It was only a matter of time before I figured it all out.
I laid on my stomach looking at the small alarm clock on the nightstand. 10:00p.m my eyes widened at the time. How long was that surgery again? I remembered having dinner around 5:30 to 6 and then arriving at the infirmary somewhere near 8 p.m. I sighed trying my best to toss half of the covers on me. My whole body relaxed feeling the pain start to form in my chest. I had a pretty high pain tolerance, just enough to ignore the throbbing in my chest. I felt like the night was my best friend, everything was still and quiet. I had time to think back on the day, I had time to think about the future. I had the time to think about my class. I wonder what class I'll be. I definitely won't be Pyro, there's no way. Sniper, maybe. Medic, there's a possibility. Spy, the option is open. I let my mind flow through the possibilities. Before I could tell my mind drifted far away, into another world. My eyes closed shut, the world was black. The sounds were slowly fading, I was asleep.
To be continued...
This is probably the longest chapter I have done so far for this story.
Alrighty so Kayla is introduced to the team, having her doubts about what the team will think about her. Later to find out they aren't so bad, a few problems here or there but overall a good team. In the same context most of them think of her the same way. She now knows, sorta, her way around the base. She received surgery to help her respawn in the... well, respawn. The night finally shines down upon them and she falls asleep at her new dorm. All we have to find out in the next chapter is WHAT CLASS IS SHE?!
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS AND FOLLOWS THEY REALLY MEAN A LOT! Till the next chapter, I'll see you guys soon.