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Included characters: Sargent Circle, Sargent Thavel, Sargent Grace, Miss Emily, Miss Sasha, Oliver, Zip, Edward, Claire, Engel, Bubble, Cubbie, Abbie, Lana. Coming soon: Δlice, Lizzy.

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The bus ride here felt painfully long and warm. Upon unloading your bag into your dorm, you were hit with fatigue. And yet, despite the weariness, sleep evaded you last night. Now, it’s your first day here, and you get the feeling that you’re going to need all the luck you can get.

As you enter the military school, the intensity of your environment took you like a tide. This wasn’t something you were used to. Many students wear bandages, or large, irreversible scars. You suspect that, soon enough, you’ll have to endure the same. Your eyes are quickly drawn to the imposing ranking board, where names and impressively high kill counts loom in bold letters. At the top stands a student named Oliver.

You see students navigating the central hall. Training doesn't start for another fifteen minutes. That's enough time to socialize if you’re up for it.

Oliver, Zip, and Edward are talking outside of the bathrooms. Engel and Claire enter the library together, while Cubbie leaves the same space, a book in kits paw. Others are engrossed at their lockers, organizing supplies with an air of familiarity that only deepens your sense of being the outsider. For now, no one seems to notice you.

You're new, after all.