Room #508, Thurday Late Morning

[sogothcally]

Cally was spread out on her bed, chewing on the end of a pen. The application for pre-enrollment in the fleet was sitting in front of her, and it was giving her a bit of a tough time. She couldn't exactly mention the zombie thing, for one, as well as pretty much any of the peculiarities of Fandom life

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[nadiathesaint]

"Whaaaatcha doin'?"

Nadia might be practicing blending her words together like a native English speaker.

[sogothcally]

"Signing my life away," Cally said, not looking up yet. "For a year, at least."

[nadiathesaint]

". . . An actual year, or a year-in-five-days year?"

[sogothcally]

"Well, it'd be after I graduate," Cally said. "Other than basic, which they might throw at me during a break or something."