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Author Topic: Natural Selection [Sasha]  (Read 342 times)

Natural Selection [Sasha]
« on: August 19, 2017, 07:02:26 AM »
((I apologize for how long it took to make this! My computer farted out, and now my dad is in town, so free time was, and still is, rather limited.))

It was early in the day; the nights chill still being warded away by the sun which was held high above the distant tree line. It sent scattered rays of yellow across the area, broken up and dispersed by a few thin wispy clouds that flecked and curled high in the sky, fading at the edges with a translucency that vanished entirely in a soft gradient. A light breeze flicked over it all, causing foliage to shuffle and dry brittle grasses to shift in reply, carrying the fallen leaves away into the corners of buildings where dead spots formed. It really was poised to be a peaceful day; one the cadets could use to recover from their rigorous training the day before, but that wasn't really going to happen for some that had other plans.

Connie stood a short distance away from the girls barracks, leaned up against a nearby tree that was spindly and rather young compared to those further into the forest. Its branches twisted and spiraled up towards the sky, casting minimal shade for the boy while he waited.

He didn't want to be too close to the barracks that he was labeled a 'pervert' or anything else out of line, but he still wanted to wait for Sasha to get out and catch her before she ran off to do something else for the day. Connie didn't think there would be issue with his waiting position, since he had done this multiple times before. The gray haired teen was almost a regular at this point, most if not all of the girls understanding exactly what he was there for. It was this familiarity with his spot, which left him toeing the ground with his shoe to push and shove around a small rock that he had come to recognize well at this point.

There was movement then towards his side, and he looked up, attention perked and interest high, thinking he saw the brown haired girl, but instead, it was a different pair, who were chatting as they hopped down the steps, and veered to the left to keep going about their day, not even passing him a second glance. In response to this, Connie simply huffed slightly, his shoulders stooping as he seemed to deflate, wondering if Sasha was sleeping in or slacking off. For all he knew she may have left the other exit, and he was waiting for nothing!

It wasn't like he could check on this however. He knew, KNEW, the second that he would leave this point to look at the other side, that she would leave and they would miss each other entirely! That was just how luck tended to go with this stuff! And he couldn't walk inside, because the wrath of every female in the area would be upon him in an instant. With this thought, he concluded that he would ask the next girl that would exit, if Sasha was even still in there or not.

He hoped they didn’t miss each other entirely or that she wasn't sick or didn’t injure herself or something else bad. He had planned this for awhile now, and they didn’t really get 'off days' like this too terribly often. Connie knew they could probably do what he had planned after training sometime; it wasn't THAT time sensitive... but... that didn't mean he would favor it if he could do it on a free day.

With this in mind, his gaze flicked back down to the ground so he wasn’t creepily staring at the building, going back to toeing the stone by rolling it back and forth beneath the sole of his shoe with a crackle of gravel and grit.


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