Rookies, Guns, and Drums
"Aisling correct?" Sarge questioned her.
"Yeah? What will I be doing? Shooting? Killing!?!" She smiled.
"Uhhh here take this gun and shoot that target ahead."
Aisling grabbed the gun and fiddled with it,"Sarge?"
"JUST SHOOT SOLDIER!"
Aisling pointed at the target and pulled the trigger but Nothing happened.
"Sarge?"
"What..."
"It won't shoot"
"Are! You! Stupid! Soldier!?" Sarge pressed a button on the gun,"Safety was on.."
"Riiiightt! Safety..." Aisling aimed the gun and shot six times and missed.
"Soldier...." Sarge growled.
"SHHHH! I got This!" She aimed again and shot again and hit the target.
Barley.
"WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Aisling laughed and hugged Sarge. He removed her and frowned,"Soldier... We can't keep you.."
"What?" Aisling expression was like a whip, it changed to a frown so quick.
"Sorry Aisling.. we are removing you."
"NO!" Aisling turned and headed for the bunks.
"Hey Aisling! How'd te do?" Fin smiled swinging her legs.
"I'm leaving.. I'm not good enough.." She frowned packing her bags ferociously, shoving clothes and boots in the bag.
Blade overheard the conversation between the two,"Let me talk to him" Blade barred through the doors.
"Ahh Blade! My best soldier!"
"Keep the rookie."
"She's terrible."
"She has potential!"
"The potential of a failure!"
"Look I like her.. she's... she's mostrare potential. Please! Just give her a.. a," Blade paused,"Do we have a tromba, bugle Player?!"
"No? Why?"
"She can be a tromba, bugle Player and with practice maybe learn to use a gun!"
"Fine... If she dies.. It's on your hands."
"Whatever.." Blade turned and left.
"Rook!" Blade yelled.
"It's Aisling and what do te want?" She growled.
"Welcome to Delta Team." Blade threw her a uniform of camouflage and boots and and a bugle.
"You got me in!" Aisling squealed and hugged Blade. She growled and pushed her to the ground.
"Doesn't mean I like you.. But te mostra potential. Get to practicing. Now! Fin and Korran, right?... You're up!"
Korran and Fin nodded and headed to the training room.
((Yes It's short.. Sue me.. :P ))
"Aisling correct?" Sarge questioned her.
"Yeah? What will I be doing? Shooting? Killing!?!" She smiled.
"Uhhh here take this gun and shoot that target ahead."
Aisling grabbed the gun and fiddled with it,"Sarge?"
"JUST SHOOT SOLDIER!"
Aisling pointed at the target and pulled the trigger but Nothing happened.
"Sarge?"
"What..."
"It won't shoot"
"Are! You! Stupid! Soldier!?" Sarge pressed a button on the gun,"Safety was on.."
"Riiiightt! Safety..." Aisling aimed the gun and shot six times and missed.
"Soldier...." Sarge growled.
"SHHHH! I got This!" She aimed again and shot again and hit the target.
Barley.
"WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Aisling laughed and hugged Sarge. He removed her and frowned,"Soldier... We can't keep you.."
"What?" Aisling expression was like a whip, it changed to a frown so quick.
"Sorry Aisling.. we are removing you."
"NO!" Aisling turned and headed for the bunks.
"Hey Aisling! How'd te do?" Fin smiled swinging her legs.
"I'm leaving.. I'm not good enough.." She frowned packing her bags ferociously, shoving clothes and boots in the bag.
Blade overheard the conversation between the two,"Let me talk to him" Blade barred through the doors.
"Ahh Blade! My best soldier!"
"Keep the rookie."
"She's terrible."
"She has potential!"
"The potential of a failure!"
"Look I like her.. she's... she's mostrare potential. Please! Just give her a.. a," Blade paused,"Do we have a tromba, bugle Player?!"
"No? Why?"
"She can be a tromba, bugle Player and with practice maybe learn to use a gun!"
"Fine... If she dies.. It's on your hands."
"Whatever.." Blade turned and left.
"Rook!" Blade yelled.
"It's Aisling and what do te want?" She growled.
"Welcome to Delta Team." Blade threw her a uniform of camouflage and boots and and a bugle.
"You got me in!" Aisling squealed and hugged Blade. She growled and pushed her to the ground.
"Doesn't mean I like you.. But te mostra potential. Get to practicing. Now! Fin and Korran, right?... You're up!"
Korran and Fin nodded and headed to the training room.
((Yes It's short.. Sue me.. :P ))
Excerpt-
"Is this cool o what?!" the teen exclaimed più than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can te not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell te again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, Playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet te Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool o what?!" the teen exclaimed più than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can te not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell te again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, Playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet te Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help o is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed da her father and she was abused da her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found da flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope te like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)