Them Chore Bois (Vaetric) Jun 21, 2018 18:23:26 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2018 18:23:26 GMT -5
"ONE, TWO, ONE, TWO!"
It was the same old onboard the Marine ship still docked here on the main island of Conomi. Ensigns were training on the deck with a higher up in front of them, giving orders with gusto. His voice was loud enough that is scared off the nearby seagulls. Some people nearby even looked to the ship in curiosity of all that yelling. What most found odd, and pretty annoying was simply the norm when it came to these Marines. Hell, some of them even enjoy this intense training. One of them being the chore boy, Erik Dubois. Currently, the Marines were practicing one two punches. Erik who is still of lower rank was instead on the side away from the others as he listened in, copying the movements of the others as if he were apart of the training. Next to him is a bucket full of water, a mop that he was suppose to be using to clean with, and his Marine cap resting upon the top of said mop. "One, Two, One, Two." Erik copied the guy barking the orders, but his tone wasn't as loud. A small smirk laid on his face which was filled with determination, and sweat. He always did things like this by himself, but to do it with others despite it not really appearing that way right now felt nice. The green haired lad almost forgot about the world around him as he was just focused on what he was doing right now. Those two numbers repeating over, and over in his head until...
"DUBOIS GET BACK TO WORK!!!!"
The captain of this ship yelled within inches of the poor guy's ear. This nearly caused Erik to trip over his own feet as he went, "Y-yes sir, right away, sir!!" Erik saluted, and picked his mop back up, dipping it into the bucket, and then rubbing it against the wooden ground, his tongue sticking out from the side of his mouth as the mopping intensifies. The captain gave Erik one more stern look before walking off towards the other Marines who were training. "Alright, that's enough." the captain said to the one issuing the training orders, leading the others to stop. "Alright ladies listen up. We will be getting another recruit on this ship, so you all best be on your best behavior." The captain claimed, as he paced from left to right. Overhearing this, Erik looked back over to the others, his mopping slowing down due to his attention being drawn to this news. "Be on our best behavior?" "You're one to talk, captain." two ensigns said within the group, leading to a bit of snickering which was quickly stopped by the captain's...very intimidating deadpan expression.
"What was that?"
"NOTHING, SIR!!" the two troublemakers yelled in union, which lead to more laughing. Erik on the other hand was more focused on this new person. If he remembers correctly, he was the latest addition to this unit, unless one counts Lily. Still, the idea of having another chore hand onboard would be nice. It'll certainly lessen the workload...especially since it feels like Erik is the only one who does stuff around here.
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