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Post by Marybeth (anni) on Mar 20, 2006 16:04:55 GMT -5
The gym was tall, I noticed. Then again, everything on Ennth was to me. All of the students tower over me. Being short is okay some places, but not here.
Don't get me wrong, my size has its advantages. But there are few.
Coach stood with her arms behind her back clad in a pair of shorts and a sweater. She has been teaching this class, PAA, for the longest. PAA -- what some call Physically Advanced Assassination -- is physical. Despite the nickname it is given (which better suits it) PAA stands for Physically Advanced Assignments. Not easy.
Everyone her is either 7th grade or above. Safety precaution. PAA classes will not start again for 6 years. I have just hooked myself up for that long.
I sit down in the bleachers. Soon after, I see my partner coming to join me. His name is Zachary and he is a few graded above me. So to say I am 7th and he's 11th. It's not strange, we grew up together. Emmie Nina, my Nana, is his Mom's best friend. We exchange a greeting as he sits down by me.
Sitting and waiting, I hoped class would begin soon.
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Post by obi1roxmysox on Mar 20, 2006 17:43:07 GMT -5
wut r we doing now??
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Post by zachary on Mar 20, 2006 18:01:22 GMT -5
Coach finally goes to get the rest of the girls out of the locker room. They are still giggling when they take their seats. One glare from Sisco, who is the tallest, and they shut their mouths. Man, was it good to have him around.
"All right, you all were lucky enough to make it this far," Coach said, walking up through the bleachers. "Count yourselves blessed to live through these next six years."
I heard nearly everyone take in air sharply. Maybe they hadn't read the PAA "manual" correctly: ONCE YOU ARE PART OF PAA, ONLY IN DEATH WILL YOU GET OUT. I remember that line clearly. Over the course of a week I meditated over it before finally trying-out with Anni. I felt some of my own fear begin to well up.
"Each of you have an assignment today," Coach continued, walking behind me. I felt Anni tense. Through the Force, I reassured her everything would be okay. She sent back graditude.
"The rope you see is tied to the posts that support this gym. Easy: climb to the top," She said, taking a few more steps before walking onto the gym floor. "The only catch is that the rope is not secure."
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Post by Marybeth (anni) on Mar 20, 2006 18:11:05 GMT -5
Oh Sith, was my first thought.
"Any volunteers?" Coach asked us all. No pair raised their hands. "If I have to pick, I will."
Sisco's hand immediately flew up. Coach nodded and he dragged Clia onto the floor.
"Clia will climb, and if she falls, catch her," Coach said to Sisco. He nodded and watched his partner climb. Nothing happened on the way up. Relief flooded from Clia through the Force as her feet hit to ground.
"You did well," Coach said. "Next?"
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Post by Marybeth (anni) on Mar 20, 2006 18:13:02 GMT -5
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Post by zachary on Mar 20, 2006 21:18:40 GMT -5
remember, I am still open if anyone wants to RPG as me Zach
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Post by obi1roxmysox on Mar 21, 2006 8:05:32 GMT -5
ok, wut is this?!?!?
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Post by Marybeth (anni) on Mar 21, 2006 8:22:22 GMT -5
an RPG
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Post by obi1roxmysox on Mar 21, 2006 15:04:23 GMT -5
o. on wut?
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Post by zachary on Mar 21, 2006 15:15:26 GMT -5
A story Anni is yet to start writing.
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Post by obi1roxmysox on Mar 21, 2006 15:35:26 GMT -5
lol ok
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Post by Courtney Solo on Mar 21, 2006 20:19:46 GMT -5
Yes, Anni, this is nice, but until you actually start the fic, let's move this to Coruscant Levels.
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Post by Marybeth (anni) on Mar 21, 2006 20:33:42 GMT -5
yes, ma'am
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Post by Courtney Solo on Mar 22, 2006 21:28:51 GMT -5
LOL
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