[Lieutenant Helga Sinclair had woken up with a jolt. At first, she thought she'd just been dreaming. The feeling that had woken her up was like hitting a hard surface after the feeling of falling. She thought that, maybe, she'd just been dreaming about the past ( Read more... )

[Sent to Audrey Ramirez, Milo Thatch, and Joshua Sweet.]

I have two bottles of champagne courtesy of Mr. Whitmore.

My office will be unlocked. It's not quite the holiday tradition it usually is. No formal attire.

I hope to see you all there.

Lt. Sinclair

Students, in light of a recent request from our headmaster [they don't need to know the full details] I want to remind you all of the purpose of evacuation drills and proper procedure for both the drills and in the event of an actual evacuation ( Read more... )

[She had one of those songs in her head. One her family was likely having Thomas play on the piano as they sang. Under her breath, she hummed it as she worked, a few of the words escaped as well.]

The King of Kings salvation brings...

[She wasn't a religious woman, never had been. Nor was she particularly one for Christmas. Or any holiday ( Read more... )

[Snow and cold were no reason to abandon her patrols ( Read more... )

[Her pistol was on her hip, but she didn't have it out. Instead of the crack of a gun, a quiet thud could be heard ( Read more... )

Students.

I will be teaching a new class after the semester break.

The course is tentatively titled Practical Combat.

It is exactly what it sounds. You will learn combat skills and apply them. While monitored by your instructors, physical injury is possible. [And no, this hasn't been cleared with the new doctor on staff, but the headmaster ( Read more... )

[After Berk, the lieutenant mostly kept to herself. Tired, in pain, and hardly up for conversation, she held her classes but nothing more, and even those were done with some of the push lacking. Her body could only handle so much, even if she wasn't inclined to admit her limits ( Read more... )

[Ignore the bruises, the scratches, and the general wear and tear that can be seen on the lieutenant. And the background, which is obviously the medical building.]

Students.

My classes resume Monday.

[Helga walked into the stable, taking a sugar cube out of her pocket before she was even halfway to the mustang's stall. She climbed onto the door, standing on the lower rung and leaning against it.

It was early, but she'd bother the horse for this.

Just in case.]

Hey.