Learning How to do it Right [ 3rd Cohort ]

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Being a centurion wasn't quite as taxing as he thought it might be. Paperwork wasn't that bad, he had to move around a lot, but he did that anyways. The part that really got him though was participating with the punishments he gave people. When he'd give someone laps to run, he would run them too. When he gave someone pushups, he'd do it along side them. He made the entire cohort do drills for when someone messed up, or did something wrong. People had to watch each others backs after all. He didn't really tolerate people taking other peoples things, and could always tell when people were lying. He had gotten better with his gut feeling, along with learning how people act when they lie. All of it he considered part of his centurion training. That's what he really was, a centurion in training.

Today was another day of training, nothing too spectacular. Well, except for the midnight surprise. Which is what he was doing now. Surprise. It's time to train in the dark. Lance had felt eyes on him the past few days, so he did his best to stay where people were. Gunnar told him that. Perhaps taught him a little while scaring him just a bit. Lance hadn't told anyone, except other centurions and praetors of course. Especially Tessa, since honestly fighting in the dark people might get hurt. They had done it before, but he still worried.

Lights flicked on as Lance's voice carried through the rooms “GET UP. Form up in squads in the Fields of Mars! Anyone not there in ten minutes can kiss their weekend good bye.” his heart beat fast as he got out of the rooms as fast as possible. Male and Female rooms where separate of course. He tried to steady his heart a little. He never really liked yelling at people. Yelling at all really. More quiet spoken, but he had to. No one would hear him otherwise. When he counseled people though, he was quiet. Sometimes really angry, but kept it just under his breath. The anger, the disappointment. It was in his voice as he did it, then there was the physically taxing punishments. Or litter pick up. Or toilet duty, on taco day.

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It had been such a surprise when the Praetors decided to make a young kid, the centurion of third cohort. third cohort wasn't the best cohort in the legion, everyone knew that, the best warriors were the ones in First cohort, then Second cohort, they were the best trained warriors in legion. Then the least ones were fifth cohort, although recently with the centurions it got, it was getting better. third and fourth were always in the middle, but Third had been better for a few years.

Then they got that legacy of Mars, he had been good, trained them hard, but always allowed them to rest and relax. Robinson had been good to the third cohort. Then he betrayed legion, then double betrayed when he defended camp and died to preserve it in the past war. Finally One day the third cohort was told that their new centurion was a 14 year old kid! Most Cohort thought it was a joke, but before laughing they reminded that Praetor Stone didn't use to joke around and after War neither did Praetor Kyoto.

Things were difficult for the kid, at first he seemed to be weak, he seemed to be almost afraid to command! But days passed by and the kid became stronger in will and mind. Cohort began to listen to him, not all of it, but most of it did...

“GET UP. Form up in squads in the Fields of Mars! Anyone not there in ten minutes can kiss their weekend good bye.”
The voice of the young Centurion echoed in the barracks. Eve opened her eyes and stretched out, she looked around and grabbed her watch, she sighed when she saw the hour, then got up and got ready for the more than early drill. It wasn't too difficult for her due her other training back 'home', so she was on time standing with her squad in the fields of Mars, waiting for new commands. she looked around and smiled at the sleepy faces of the rest of the cohort, she also seemed to had seen their former centurion not far from there, observing the drill, but... he was dead, right?

TAG: 3rd cohort
Notes: XD couldn't help it, Nick had to be watching! XD

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Erich had been awake for hours. He cat napped when he could durring the day, mostly because he worked on his spellcraft by night. Who knew how much he actually slept? But he had been training with Chris in his off time for a good while, but now that Chris was on forced rest, but he still tried to keep up. So when Lance came barging through the door, Erich was hardly surprised. He knew it was coming eventually, a surprise training excercise in the middle of the night. Chris and Charlie did it all the time with their cohort, but this was a first. Erich liked and respected Nick. But when he heard that Lance, of all people, Lance, had been promoted to centurion, he could scarcely believe his ears. Lance was such a quiet little fellow. But now, he was starteling people out of their bunks. But Erich quickly dressed, putting his armor on before grabbing his rod and his focus staff as well as the rest of his armor, his componant pouch if needed and his notebook, which was slipped into its' customary back pocket.

But Erich stood there in formation, waiting for then next order. This was going to be good. There was someone in the back that was grumbeling about being woken up. Erich couldn't help but roll his eyes. This wasn't fourth or fifth cohort, though to be honest, Fifth cohort was going to start out striping fourth if they didn't pay more attention. He had seen Josh and Ronan whip that cohort into shape. Erich waited as he watched a few people rub sleep out of their eyes. Gods they were such wimps. He glanced up at the moon and couldn't help but smile. The moon gave him power, while his apex of power was at the new moon, his strength lay in being in the pitch of night.

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Sleep! You know what the best thing about sleep was? The fact you got to recharge your batteries and sleep everything away. It was the best thing in the world next to playing the violin and swimming. It was her fourth favorite thing to do after swimming, playing her violin and eating ice cream. Yes, those were her top four and she enjoyed all of them so very much. But alas that was not to be the case tonight. Tonight there was something else planned that was going to ruin her sleep and the sleep for everyone. She was in the middle of a good dream (a swimming pool full of ice cream) when the voice rang through the whole barrack.

A groan left her lips as she rolled over in her bed and looked to her watch. “What time is it?” Looking at the time she covered her head with her pillow and growled. What jerk decided to do a training session this early in the morning? Ten minutes? Challenge accepted! She hopped out of bed and ran to the restroom, brushing your teeth was important even if she did it before bed. There was no way she was talking to anyone without clean teeth. Once she was done she noticed there was still time. Running back to her bunk she placed on her armor and grabbed her sword. Done!

Once out in the fields she got in the line up and spotted Erich and Eve. Giving them a smile and wave she looked up to the sky. Great, training session when everyone else was still nice and warm and asleep in their beds. What could this kid be planning for them all tonight? Hopefully it was something fun and not them crawling through mud the whole time.

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The night air was chilly, winter was on its way in and you could feel it well at night. Some clouds lazed around in the sky, passing over the moon every so often. There was no chance of rain, not tonight anyway. Lance made sure of that. He didn't want his cohort catching colds. Waiting outside her stood still facing where the Cohort would be forming up, slowly people started trickling into place. He could keep count pretty well even without his watch, and didn't even have to look at it to know when time was up. He still waited until everyone was in formation, making note of who had been late in his mind. He had a photographic memory thanks to his dad's promptings when he was younger. Sure he was still young, but he'd been in two wars, and felt like he was much older than fourteen sometimes. Especially now that he kept growing taller and taller. A little over a year ago he was shorter than Lilith, now he was taller. It was the strangest feeling when he realized that. Other times though, he knew how naive he was. How much he didn't know. Things you could only know by getting older, and sometimes learning the hard way. He spoke to Gunnar, Josh, Ronan, Charlie, and Tessa about how he could be a better leader. Watched them to try and learn. He wanted to do the best he could, for his cohort. They deserved it.

A smirk happened to cross his face just a bit from the grumbling and groaning people gave about the time of day. “At Ease! You're in formation!” he shouted, the fairly nice way of telling people to shut up. Lance never cursed though, didn't curse and tried his best not to insult people. If he ever did curse, most likely something was very, very wrong. “Left Face” he projected his voice well now, not the squeaky yelling he tried to do when he first started. Though his voice was also in the stages of changing, and sometimes it did crack. “Now that your eyes should have adjusted, do you see those figures out there? Those are some mannequins I put up. You'll work in teams of five, and you have to disable your two targets.” The dummies didn't look like much from where they were standing, but they had hidden arms, and some traps set into them. Lance started telling them who was on each team, using similar tactics he used in his games. You had a tank, a healer, a heavy damage dealer, and if possible a mage. The last member helped round out the team even more, another tank if the general team was weak. Another heavy damage dealer if the tank was good at keeping the enemy's hits from landing. All of this he made sure he had watched while people where training before.

He assigned the targets, the teams, and finally turned the mannequins on. Nothing happened though, at least not until someone moved closer. They weren't perfect, but Lance had gotten some of Nova's help to get some kind of A.I program started. He'd been inputting moves from first cohort into each of them, they all battled a bit differently but that was part of the intelligence part. Though they could only learn so much before they were over capacity. Probably another thirty minutes of fighting real people when their moves would be set in stone. He wanted to find a way for them to over ride some moves, but that was beyond him. For now.

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Maybe it was a good thing that Lance was waking them up in the middle of the night so they could train. They needed to be more like first and second. They were stuck in the middle of all the cohorts. There was something that they needed to prove and that was the chance to get better and show they were as strong as first and second. Sure they liked to relax and not be as uptight as first but they needed to be just as strong and fierce as them too. That was why after she was dressed in her armor and out in formation she stood straight and was ready to fight.

When he yelled out she made sure she was standing straighter and was paying attention to everything that he was saying. Oh they were really in for a long night. Wait, he was really going to be sending them up against some training dummies that were made specifically for this? The moment he told them to left face she turned and looked in the direction that he ordered them to. What was this all about? He wanted them to train and kick some dummy butt?

So they were in teams? This would be fun! Her team got together and she groaned. Hopefully these guys would be up to it. Wait; was that a kid of Mars? Yes! She was going to be in luck! Thankfully her armor was specially made thanks to Ronan in the forge. “Alright guys, we’re going to surround that thing…..” She fed her team a whole plan with the Mars kid and they both decided it was the best way to go in. She looked up and pulled her gladius out. “Let us know when we can go in.” That was all they were waiting for now, the orders they could go in. She would make her shield appear when they were actually in there and closer to the targets. Hopefully it would be a nice surprise for her enemy, attacking someone with no shield then suddenly there was one there.