The adventures of KnightWind and his ongoing struggles will always continue to astound the mind.
Please enjoy part two of my life.
Its been two months since KnightWind shipped out to the RHC. His life has been a mess since. he always thought that the military would be the worst thing to happen to him. How ironic that KnightWind felt now more than ever more at home next to the discipline and order. His friends have turned their backs on him and he wished so badly to kill Xelqin. He swore revenge.
The training was intense. Waking up everyday at fuor thirty just to be ready for the start of training at five. He made a lot of enemies over the last few months. Now he was more than glad to be in his own quarters. AIT was so much more tolerable. he didn't have to worry about people talking shit because he outranked almost everyone except the teachers. It was after the knightWinds first week in hell he realized if he didn't gain power he wouldn't gain anything.
KnightWind put down his newspaper and stared out the window. His scanner flashed before his eyes and turned on. Its time for the daily report. A list scrolled past his eyes as he read through the days procedures. He stopped the scroll when he saw his mane in bold gold letters. Report to Admin-ETA one p.m. He looked at his watch, twelve fifty-nine p.m. "Shit," he cursed as he bolted and out the door.
The administration office was at least five minutes away, even if he ran. So he ran even faster. People scattered from left to right making way for sargent KnightWind. first in history to be promoted to sargent from PFC. Normally no one in the academy went past corporal until they got out but KnightWind had saved a sargent first class from an exploding reactor core. Although he didn't know it was KnightWind who planted the bomb. He had been studying the academy blue prints for weeks. He knew every tunnel, every corridor. It was no wonder he was always first in class.
KnightWind made a sudden stop then jumped off the bridge that connected Block C to Block B. The one thing KnightWind liked about the building locations was that a five year old coould guess what block Admnistration was in. He landed on a small construction platform and looked at his watch... thirty seconds. "Shit", he whispered under his breath. He kicked off the drain pipe and jumped in. The whole academy rean off suction drainage.
It was always highly advised not to play around the pipes. he immediately felt the intense pulling feeling making his insides lurch. He closed his eyes and counted, three...two...one and punched his fist through the walls of the drainage system. he was instantly thrown out of the system and rolled to a stop against a building wall. He hit the floor rather hard. He wanted to wait a few seconds to regain focus, but he ddin't have time. He pulled himself to his feet and started walking. How much time did he have? He couldn't see the numbers on his watch so he hoped he wasn't late. he round the block and stepped into the first building.
It was deafiningly quit. KnightWind tried to get his eyes from the back of his head. The dull ticking from a clock at the desk was the only thing breaking sound. he reached the desk and looked over the counter. Piercing down at the very small woman sitting at the desk. His vision came back and part of him wish it hadn't quite yet. "I...I have an appointment" he said. She looked at her tiny watch, " Ok sir. third door fourth room."
KnightWind rolled his eyes and started walking down the hall. he can't be in trouble could he? Ever since he got promoted he kept a tighter profile until he would be able to take the academy in one shot.
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-=Lancer Squad=-
-= Knight Wind =-
TRP/PFC/KnightWind/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/TaDath [LoR]
Star Wars:Knights Of The Old Republic.