FMA Fic: Days of Innocence 02
Dear Diary,
Hey there. I’m all squared away now. My kit is in my locker and I have a cot of my very own. I am now officially living in the desert…how fun. I wouldn’t have guessed it myself, you know, with all the sand and lack of vegetation. No, I found out I was living in a life-size sandbox at the orientation. They showed me how to check my boots for scorpions in the morning and how to shave with axle grease!
As fun as that all sounds I’m not too keen on my roommate, tentmate would be more accurate I suppose. His name is Breda and he’s kind of standoffish. I don’t know what his deal is, I think it’s because I’m a kid. Well sorry! Not all of us can control our births. I don’t know how someone his size even made it into the military. I know all the physical training I had to do just to be accepted into the academy... maybe they let you slack off after graduation. Somehow I doubt that.
So far I’ve met a lot of interesting people besides Breda. I won’t bore you with names of everyone because I would be here all day. There is this one that kind of stands out even though I don’t even know who he is. I was at the mess tent and I saw him eating alone. I don’t know why, but that didn’t sit well with me, so I went to join him. Breda stopped me and dragged me over to his table. I don’t get it and no one explained it. I didn’t even get a good chance to see the guy proper.
Why am I even telling you about this? This is stupid, I’m going to bed.
One thing before I go, he’s the only person I’ve ever seen with hair so black it was almost blue.
Night!
A/N:
So the pictures didn't work out but I will continue to post the story. Sorry everyone!
-rix
Hey there. I’m all squared away now. My kit is in my locker and I have a cot of my very own. I am now officially living in the desert…how fun. I wouldn’t have guessed it myself, you know, with all the sand and lack of vegetation. No, I found out I was living in a life-size sandbox at the orientation. They showed me how to check my boots for scorpions in the morning and how to shave with axle grease!
As fun as that all sounds I’m not too keen on my roommate, tentmate would be more accurate I suppose. His name is Breda and he’s kind of standoffish. I don’t know what his deal is, I think it’s because I’m a kid. Well sorry! Not all of us can control our births. I don’t know how someone his size even made it into the military. I know all the physical training I had to do just to be accepted into the academy... maybe they let you slack off after graduation. Somehow I doubt that.
So far I’ve met a lot of interesting people besides Breda. I won’t bore you with names of everyone because I would be here all day. There is this one that kind of stands out even though I don’t even know who he is. I was at the mess tent and I saw him eating alone. I don’t know why, but that didn’t sit well with me, so I went to join him. Breda stopped me and dragged me over to his table. I don’t get it and no one explained it. I didn’t even get a good chance to see the guy proper.
Why am I even telling you about this? This is stupid, I’m going to bed.
One thing before I go, he’s the only person I’ve ever seen with hair so black it was almost blue.
Night!
A/N:
So the pictures didn't work out but I will continue to post the story. Sorry everyone!
-rix