Fondorian Outcry (Training)

[Riley Storm]

The days restless echoes running through the planetside only caught more attention than it deserved, the newly accepted marine and force user of the OP was not a hardened one nor did she have actual combat experience yet what she had was the willingness to accept things at face value, before coming into the OP she ran a lucretive smuggling business and was wealthier than she could have only imagined, but things changed and her money went sour and only dried up.. so there went the end of her life and went her job.

As she walked through the Fondor Military base she smirks as she passes a few civilians and finds their glares unwelcoming, she was fresh out of boot camp and with decorated honors for her training, her role was a marine and she would honor the code of such, it was her sworn duty to uphold and protect the capital ships she is assigned to even though she is only an ensign, she dreams of one day commanding one of the capital ships and fleeting with the best of them, but for now she walks to a fate unknown since she has acquired two masters that are willing to help teach her the ways of the force.

She knows of one of her abilities since during a training exercise it was activated and allowed for her reflexes to be faster and more skillful than an average person, yet she has no idea how she used it...she juts knows that she did, and as she heads to meet one of her two masters she focuses on the fate she is blindingly following to help her career and to help defend the OP against any and all aggressors.

 

[Ventasia Terana]

She had to be out of her mind...

Pacing back and forth in the hanger of the Pyre's Fondor base, Ventasia awaited the arrival of someone that had been assigned to command. There was no issue leading, as she never had a problem telling others what to do. But training? That was a whole different story. Hell, she didn't even know where to start with this one. How did one even start training another? A review of the basics might be good, but what were the basics of military training? Not like she would know. She, herself, had gone from training under the Jedi, to running around with the Prye in a very sort amount of time.

But that was history, ancient history in her mind. Whoever she was to meet would be arriving soon, the first person that she ever had to teach anything to. It was time to sink or swim for the eternally crazed redhead. As for the one who would be learning from....good luck. Force knows, she'll need every bit of it.

@[member="Riley Storm"]

 

[Riley Storm]

Walking into the hangar she noticed her mentor pacing and smirked as she walked over and stood at attention before her, military training dictated she be on her best behavior so best behavior she would be.

Ensign Riley Storm of the ODF reporting for duty Ma'am she announced as she stood there.
@[member="Ventasia Terana"]

 

[Ventasia Terana]

Her feet came to a stop as she glanced at the young girl. Ventasia had been so wrapped up in her own thoughts, she hadn't even noticed her arrival.

Her eyes trailed the woman over, taking all of in. She certainly didn't seem like anything special. Then again, it was her own personality that made her stand out, even in the least. As smalll sigh came from her lips as her arms crossed over her chest. "Storm, huh? ODF? So, that makes you naval. Well, that's one strike against you already. Well, really it's two. I gave you a strike the moment I found out you were getting assigned to me." She began to methodically pace around the girl, looking her over once more as she did. "So, what makes you so different from the other morons that actually chose a military life? What makes you special? What makes you....tick?"

And.....let the verbal abuse begin. This was going to be interesting..

@[member="Riley Storm"]