Stronger Than Yesterday (Squad Assignment)(Blake)

[Blake Oleander]

"What do you hate the most? In the whole world."

[Bailey Oleander]

Hate was such a strong word, but Bailey didn't waste their time pointing it out. What surprised her was that something came to mind almost immediately.

"When people try to take over Home."

[Blake Oleander]

"And where is home?"

[Bailey Oleander]

"Out east by the Rockies, in Idaho."

[Blake Oleander]

"Well if your people all act like you then a handful of mind would crush them underfoot."

He'd lean in sneering at her. Almost shoving his face in hers.

"I bet I'd be able to kill at least thirty of them myself before we were done."

[Bailey Oleander]

Her lips pressed into a tight line at his words, unable to deny to the fact that a more war-like people could destroy them. His face loomed in her vision, breathing contempt and disgust as he proceeded to tell her what he personally could do to them. She could feel her fingers digging into her palms, the pressure a distant sensation

There was no thought, just the thought of her people, her home, being destroyed by him as her fist came flying at his face!

[Blake Oleander]

He didn't even flinch as the blow came to him. Her fist smashing into his face. Her knuckles slamming into flesh and bone, a small trickle of blood would ooze out of his nose as he moved back from the blow. He'd sniff once to draw some of the blood back into his nostril as he nodded at her. She got mad, good. And she could throw a punch when she was mad. That was good to know too. Not bad force either.

"Know yourself. Then know your enemy."

He suspected she'd be more surprised than him at her lashing out. Pacificism was a false philosophy after all. Humans were by nature combative. To compete and fight was to survive.

"Lesson is over. Reflect on what you learned. We meet again tomorrow."

He'd turn to leave and make his way back to his quarters.

/exit

[Bailey Oleander]

Bailey stared in horror at the blood that trickled down Blake's face, the satisfaction when he nodded in what was...was that approval? Her ears rang as she looked down at her own hand, wondering if that really had come from her. A thousand apologies poured out of her throat and crashed against closed lips as a sickening feeling knotted in her stomach. When she looked back at Blake, he was already walking away.

Maybe she didn't know herself so well, after all.

/end

[Zack Asiv]

Name: Squad Training
Requirements: Assigned a Squad
Job: It's time to get the squad together and hash out our problems. Be they in the field or with each other personally.
Bonus: Fight each other, discuss problems, and grow together or apart.
Payout: +5 exp, +$250

Bonus: Achieved
Achievement: character beliefs pushed to the brink +1 exp

Bonus payout: +1 to all stats when in a doing things as a squad.