These Could Kill Someone! {OPEN}

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Getting a sword was a quick and easy process to most of the Romans his age. They knew what to look for and how to test the balance. Therefore, when kids a couple years younger than him went in and out quickly grabbing a gladius or something else it left him feeling pretty dumb. He had been standing there for gods know how long. It had been awhile. He didn't even know what he was looking for. Yeah, okay, a gladius. They said it was like a small sword. But the only sword he had seen was a replica of Napoleons in an antique shop and whatever was portrayed with swords, and those came in all shapes and sizes so he was needless to say, confused.

It's not like it had been a good week for him. Yeah, he met probably the hottest girl in the entire world, but other than that it had been hell. He found his sister finally, which should be an amazing thing. Finally, he was reunited with his twin sister. It should have been caused for celebration. Cake, ice cream, fireworks, a parade, the works. But no, when he called out her name and ran to her he was only met with a dazed and confused look sprawled across her face. She had no idea who he was. Yeah, she had an old picture of all of them together and she seemed happy to have finally have answered the mystery of the man in the picture, but it wasn't the same. There was no talking about what had happened to them and sharing that experience, he was alone in it. He didn't want to tell his sister that all of this horrible stuff that happened and was the cause for them even ending up in this hell hole. Seriously, sure, he was curious about this place but now he wished that it never existed, but that was all in part of him just not getting use to things as fast as he would like and all of his impatience piling up and making him very annoyed.

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notes: OPEN ROD POST!!!!

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Did they really think giving legit swords and daggers was a good idea to little kids? Well, okay, they had done basics and stuff with Lupa, but still! Her parents would barely let her use adult scissors! After being in the wolf house with... well, a wolf, adult scissors seemed like nothing. It had taken nearly two months and then a week or so to get to the Legion, but she had proved to her self that she could do it since she wasn't dead... yet. They had spooked her plenty when they said that some people got eaten or even died on the way to Camp. Maybe they wouldn't if Lupa was nice and if all the monsters went away. But she had made it, and that alone was cause for some celebration for her: she had done it! She had completed challenge one. But now that she had arrived to the Legion she just had.... a million other challenges. All she had to do was keep her head up and find her way. That included literally finding her way; as in: memorize the lay of the land and don't get lost.

It took a few wrong turns, but Nora finally made her way to the armory. Weapons were a part of everyday Legion life: a necessity. Like it or not, she was now a part of the Legion, so she needed her own weapon. Easier said than done. She had stalked the armory for a day or two: she saw people walk in and then walk out ten minutes later. It couldn't be that hard to pick a sword, right? Once she stepped in, she saw just how wrong she had been. Swords lined the shelves everywhere. All different designs and sizes. How could she even possibly begin? At Lupa's and for the first few days of training, they had decided to just break her in by giving her swords, but now she actually had to pick one for herself. Uh... Her big brown eyes gazed over all the weaponry. Well... she had to start somewhere. She blindly reached out and took the closest weapon. It felt really heavy and the weight nearly tipped her over. Okay... not that one. She looked around, hoping no one saw that, but of course there was another person in with her.

"Are you looking for one too?"

OOC: Here have a 10 yr old. Newbies unite!! xD
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Rod was so consumed with himself and his annoyance he wasn't aware of the people coming in and out. Honestly, at the quick nature of all the people coming and out, seemingly knowing exactly which sword to get and getting out without even testing others was just adding more anger to his frustration. That was why when a small voice spoke behind him he was just a little startled. He turned to the voice to find a small girl. She seemed innocent enough, her eyes showed it. Most of the Romans here was too stern, quick as if they were always late and needed to rush off. This girl still had the wide eyed wonder he found in himself when he would catch his reflection. He wondered how long before all that would fade away. Personally he was hoping to adapt quickly, but this little girl, he had forgotten the average of new recruits, they were so young, they shouldn't even be here! Someone take this girl and take her far away from all the violence here.

He gave a quick nod. "Yeah, not even sure where to start to be honest. Did you already find one? Seems a bit...off." He asked, nodding his head in the direction of the gladius in her grasp. It seemed too heavy for her but for all he knew that girl could probably carry ten times her own weight. So for all he knew that sword was precisely a perfect fit for her. Gods would it be embarrassing if he got some lame tiny one that did not at all help highlight his masculinity. He saw the men in this camp, they were intimidating. Sure he was popular in school, but that was a whole lifetime away now. Here guys were meant to be strong and leaders, not ever backing down. He had seen glimpses of the two praetors. They held themselves with dignity and had beautiful women on their arms too. Obviously they knew how the Roman game was played and they played it well. He could only hope to catch on so as not to ever make any more of an idiot in front of Amelia.

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notes: YAY!!! NEWbies they're so innocent

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People continued to mill in and out: too busy to pay any mind to the two (presumable) noobs in the vicinity. Obviously they knew what to do and how. How did they learn? Did she miss a seminar or something on how to get a sword? If this didn't work, she could always go into the forge and ask someone... the people in there seemed nice enough. Except the one who just stayed quiet all the time. She did wonder what happened to the girl in the wheelchair... she looked young. Then again, people had been talking about a war or something, so something probably happened then. Good thing she missed that! No way could she have survived that. With a crushing realization, she realized that a bunch of people may not have. Now that she thought of it, after she had told someone the symbol above her head and about the woman who visited her, they told her that two of her relatives had died. Her... niece and nephew was it? So odd to think that she had such a big family here. True, she did feel a bit detached, but she hadn't even known them. Was that normal....? It had to be, right? Still, she felt a little sad. Did anyone else around here feel sad? They didn't seem to... some didn't even bat an eyelash during training. And the training could get pretty scary. She had yet to stop herself from cringing.

She gave a smile as the older boy turned to face her. "Oh... you don't know how to find one either?" she asked, with a slight frown, hoping that she had found someone who could help her. Or at least knew a bit more than she did. "Um..." the ten year old went to lift the sword again and nearly lurched to one side. "No... it's too heavy," she said, shaking her head, a small pout appearing on her lips. She made her stance a bit wider and tried to lift the unwieldy weapon back on the rack. A few more people made their way in and out, with no so much as a glance towards her. She glanced at another soldier who took a weapon out and shuffled over to the older boy. "How do they do it?" she whispered, her eyes flicking towards him and then towards the rack of weapons.

OOC: haha i know xD such nooobs. you're in for it *pats them*
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