TST - Survival Training
Jyuushirou looked around their drop-off point with a certain amount of trepidation - while he had grown up in the city, he was at least passingly familiar with the forests that sprawled on the outskirts, and this was nothing like them. They were truly in the middle of nowhere. This had been the exercise he was fearing the most. He couldn't beg off, of course - not if he wanted to be seen as equal to the other cadets. It had been a hard enough fight just getting in to the academy, and he didn't want to push his luck any further. Still, two days would be pushing his endurance. The last few weeks had been relatively good - they hadn't hit really hit the season for colds quite yet, for which he was very thankful - but he wasn't quite comfortable with the thought of just relying luck alone out here.
He glanced over at his partner for the training. They hadn't really spoken on the flight over - none of the class had, partially because everyone was nervous, and partially because the instructor overseeing it was one of the more notorious ones. Still, he knew the name - and the reputation. Shunsui Kyouraku, academy flirt. He suppressed a small sigh. He was probably not going to be the most helpful person to have along here. Still, it didn't hurt to at least try to be friendly. He forced a smile and glanced over at the other cadet. "Look familiar to you?" he asked with a hint of amused irony.
He glanced over at his partner for the training. They hadn't really spoken on the flight over - none of the class had, partially because everyone was nervous, and partially because the instructor overseeing it was one of the more notorious ones. Still, he knew the name - and the reputation. Shunsui Kyouraku, academy flirt. He suppressed a small sigh. He was probably not going to be the most helpful person to have along here. Still, it didn't hurt to at least try to be friendly. He forced a smile and glanced over at the other cadet. "Look familiar to you?" he asked with a hint of amused irony.