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There were few teachers like HUNK, few masters of any art that could claim to have saved a life by just teaching them to fight. The former umbrella operative was sure that this was going to be a decent way to prepare the Life Sphere for the dangers of the BOWs being brought into this world, having captured a few for the purpose of showing his students how to properly handle these monsters. Each were locked in heavy, steel crates, screeching and scratching. They were outside, of course, several structures created to separate the class from the monsters inside. One way glass at that. The gas mask donning mercenary stood at the front of the outdoor classroom, hands on the podium as he saw the denizens file in, all but three seats. The class was 'come as you are' open enrollment, no requirements for background or previous training, only needing a pencil. Even so, if they didn't have one, HUNK didn't care, they were only wasting their own time, and he'd kick them out if they started wasting his.

"Class starts in five. Everyone get ready. We're starting with a basic CQC course, we'll move to a lecture, then a demonstration run of BOW combat, then we'll determine if you all are ready to practice against live creatures." HUNK instructed at once, looking back out towards the boxes, ensuring they were still welded and bolted. Good. They were still intact. "Disarm when we go through the demonstration courses. I don't wanna see a knife, gun, blade, magic spell, or anything. We're doing this by the books."

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Krystal wandered into the classroom of Hylia's Grace academy, looking forward to this class. While she wasn't completely untrained in the art of close-quarters-combat, if she was without her staff, she was left in quite the jam. She hoped that this course could rectify that weak point. As she walked into the room, she immediately noticed the man that was at the podium. He was unlike anyone she had seen thus far. He had a sort of dark, uncaring vibe about him, which made Krystal's fur stand on edge. She made a mental note to be careful around this guy. What caught her attention off of him was the boxes by his feet. Metal and heavy-looking, they let out some of the loudest and most unholy screams Krystal had ever heard. Stepping forward with caution, Krystal introduced herself. "Hello, uh, sir. My name is Krystal. I'm here for the CQBZ course?" 


As per her instructor's orders, Krystal took out her staff, collapsed it, and put it on the podium, along with her Reflector. She expected as much, but it didn't mean that she didn't feel a little awkward without any kind of weapons or equipment on her. Hopefully this class could help with that.

[Mari]

Click click! The sound of evenly spaced footsteps heralded the arrival of a pretty young lady with luxurious pink hair. With hair like that, could it be anyone else? Raffina strut her way into class as if she owned the place! Ah, school, where she truly belonged. ...And as usual, she was the best dressed in the room. Who even bought into bodysuit fashion? It felt so... desperate for any boy's attention that it made her--Actually that was a fox. ...Huh. Yeah she could see how that would complicate dating. Maybe she shouldn't judge... But this guy! This punk son of a... Where did he get off hiding his face like that in a school?! Was he some kind of criminal?! She ought to walk right up there and smack that thing right off his--Oh snap that was the teacher. ...Man they really didn't get kids at this school. "Raffina. Glad to be here." the pinkette casually remarked, sitting down and leisurely crossing her legs leisurely as she awaited the start of class. She looked so comfy, even! No reason to be afraid as far as this one was concerned. She was in her element, after all! At worst, a good workout awaited her.

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The bell rang, and HUNK stood patiently as most of the class grew quiet except for two young adults towards the center of the room. Without even saying a word, HUNK drew his sidearm, and raised it to the space between the two desks, firing off a single shot that startled the entire rest of the class (save for maybe Krystal and Raffina), "Shut up." The first of many commands in this one day course. While not all the advanced intricacies of punching zombies were able to be mastered in a day, HUNK was sure at least a few people here would grace some knowledge from it. That, and he was required to teach this course for at least a day. "Speak when spoken to, failure to will get you sent out. No coming back." HUNK insisted, holstering his pistol after setting the safety on it. The wide eyes of terrified students made it clear that HUNK had demanded, and successfully grabbed the attention of the entire room. Pacing out from behind the podium, and moving it aside by just pushing it with his boot, the agent walked between the rows of desks as he spoke, eyeing each and every person in here, from the two toads, to even those like Krystal and Raffina. In his hand was that KBAR military knife, twirling in his hands with unusual dexterity for your average soldier. 

"Alright everyone, if that isn't an indication of how serious I am of this class, then leave now. With that being said, I'm agent HUNK. Whatever you call me is fine so long as it isn't demeaning. We're a team here, a group." HUNK would continue, eyeing each and every single person carefully, analyzing who would and wouldn't be able to fully complete this, readying himself already to remove them later in the course. "This is CQBZ 101, Close Quarters Quarantine Battle Zone tactics. There are a few rules to this class. First. Don't talk unless spoken to by me - You saw how I give warnings in this classroom, next time I won't miss. Second. You will not use any equipment until I tell you to. Third. Injury sustained while taking this course is your fault." HUNK didn't seem very kind, until this next part. "That won't stop me, or any of you, from pitching in to save a classmate in need. Anyone too selfish to lend a hand to those in need during this course will be ejected. Personally. Any questions so far?"

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Krystal waited patiently as the rest of the class filed into the room. She took special notice of a pink haired girl who looked like....checking out her outfit? Was that a look of distaste in her eye? Girl, if you thought that this outfit was bad, you should get an eyeful of what she had to wear when she was captured on Sauria. Not all to pleasing, that's for sure!

Her train of thought was abruptly (and loudly) interrupted when a gunshot rang out in the classroom. Snapping to attention, Krystal faced the front of the classroom, back rigid as a board, as the teacher introduced himself ("What kind of name is HUNK? Someone has an inflated opinion of himself" Krystal thought) and went over the rules of the class. From what Krystal gather, he was a pretty hardball teacher, but still would keep everyone safe. The class itself sounded simple enough, so Krystal remained silent. Time to see what direction this class goes.

[Mari]

Raffina was jolted by the sound of a gunshot. What in the name of Puyo Hell--That teacher just threatened to shoot her! In public! What world was she in?? Good god, she just came here to learn! She was a Grade A student; she didn't need to be terrorized! Throwing up her arms as if in surrender, Raffina rose to her feet and turned right on around to leave. There had to be another physical education teacher in this school. She'd settle for a P.E. teacher if she had to, because if she spent one more moment in this class she was going to beat the goddamned teacher within an inch of his life with her bare hands. And probably a chair.

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As the girl, and a few others, began to exit the room, that strict instructor holstered his weapon, and grunted, scoffing even. HUNK knew they wouldn't make the cut, and that they weren't going to be very much help to the rest of the class. "See that? Weakness. Anyone else wants to leave, go ahead." The agent stood back, and watched from those red lenses, watching as a few sat back down, and a few others left, pretty much evening out. "This isn't a class for people who want a free ride or an easy day. This isn't a class for the weak, or the stupid. Each of you here are determined, willing. The BOWs don't care where you come from, or what your name is. They only care to bite, claw, and kill you, or to infect you." He began this lecture, opening the outside wing open to the training ground he'd established outside. "We're going to begin with PT as a warmup, then proceed to CQC basics."

With that being said, the door was open, the fresh, cool air of the Life Sphere fluttering into the classroom. "I want everyone to leave weapons, tools, and anything that isn't essential to doing basic training here. Let's move it, people." Unusually calm, even for rushing his class, HUNK seemed like the kind of guy to stare down a loaded barrel, and scare the bullet back inside. Either that or he was just a worked up grunt, whichever interpretation fit.

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Krystal watched as Raffina turned around and walked out with a furious look on her face. That was of no concern to her. If she couldn't handle the pressure of this class, then she doesn't belong here. As HUNK said, this class was going to be tough. The creatures that HUNK described sounded a lot like the Aparoids. and if she could handle them, she could handle them.

"Fine" Krystal said. She had already left her staff and Reflector where HUNK was standing, but there was one more think HUNK should know about. "But you should know that I also have a Stealth Suit. But unless you want me to strip, it's not coming off." She didn't care if that made HUNK uncomfortable, but she thought she should at least let him know about it.