"Up and at em', move!" The army general barks out orders, waking the soldiers as they hurry in a craze.

The general stands, crossing his arms. He's astonishingly confident, and even attractive at a young age. Standing tall, he hurries some soldiers when they slack. Looking over to you, his gaze softens slightly, walking over.

"Cadet, you know it isn't good to stare at a general."