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If Gateway's are drugs, I'm addicted
Tue Jan 2, 2007 07:54 (XFF:,

Darius was still slightly hungry, owing to the fact that he had to skip breakfast because he slept late. He had barely managed to get to the history lesson on time, and his the Asha’man teaching was a stickler for punctuality. He managed to get there just in time to avoid the sharp, embarrassing flick of air on the bottom that the teacher preferred, but it was a close thing.

Yet there was something else gnawing at him, and it wasn’t hunger. He was anxious. Anxious about many things - after the festival, the teachers hadn’t been as forgiving, obviously thinking they had been to lax. He was staggering under a mountain of unfinished studying, and yet he was taking on another lesson. It was a special lesson, however, and he felt compelled to try.

After a boring, difficult lesson where he was forced to remember things even natives of the country themselves did not know, he proceeded to the Northern Classrooms, and awaited instruction. Many around him were looking as anxious as he felt, and he gave himself a mental check to assert his appearance.

His black robes were vaguely tidy, as though they had been used thoroughly in their lifetime. The collar on them was unadorned, a testament to his low rank, and his fair hair was slightly untidy, laying stark against his tanned skin. That last was a new development, from the evening and morning exercises they forced him to do every day. He was fairly well muscled, though he didn’t consider himself fa -

Asha'man Apocris sur Marlowe’s - he made it a point to know he teacher’s names - question interrupted his musings, and he roused himself to answer.

“Soldier Daris al’Ceer, Healer Track, and I am 16 years old.”

Which reminded him - his birthday was coming up. Had it really been that long since he had first left the village? He didn’t think so, but it was a disturbing prospect nonetheless. His sisters birthday was just a month after his, and he wondered if she’d be celebrating his.

I don’t think they celebrate birthdays here, he thought wryly, Or maybe they don’t try teaching you to fly by pushing you off a bridge. Maybe that’s the day after your birthday.

He sighed, and noticed very few soldiers among the crowd. He felt slightly stifled with so many Dedicated. Glancing around, he hoped that the Asha’man hurried up - before they took notice of him.

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