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Conner was in the training ground currently, throwing some knives at a target. All three hit around the center with a thump, and when he was done he ran over to collect them before going a bit further back. He was about to throw one until he heard the door opening, and then he turned to see the tour guide come it with multiple people. He stands up straight and puts the knives back into their storage box, and then he puts that away before wondering back over. "Hey. Are these some of the new recruits then?" he asks, looking them over. "I'm Conner. Get used to seeing me around, I'm a trainer for both Gunners and Fighters. And if you're here, I guess I could go find out where the other group is currently. Or I could stay and talk more"

Cosmic was walking about, and eventually she came upon the Training Room, and she saw a group of people she didn't recognise stood outside it. "Oh. These must be the new people" she says to herself as she watches the group, and then she walks closer, looking for the tour guide. "He must be inside" she eventually realised when she couldn't see him, and then she heard Conner. He was there as well. Hopefully this group didn't have the Tour Guide who hated Conner, hopefully it was the one who was more OK with the Assassin. And whichever one it was, the other group would have the other Tour Guide. Cosmic decided to stick around for a bit, just so then she could introduce herself as well.

Carol seems to suddenly appear as she walks over to the group in the canteen, though she was smiling. "Hey there! Is this one of the new groups? I hope you're enjoying your time here so far. And, curious question, anyone here wanting to join as a Mech Piloter?" she asks. This was an honest question, Carol wanted to know who she'd have to teach later on, it would mean she knew those who'd have training sessions with her. She would know who's face to look for whenever they are in a group, and hopefully they'd recognize her when looking for her as well. Well, that was when they weren't piloting Mechs. They would eventually all get one of different designs so she knew who was who when in battle, but she'd have to get used to each face and voice first.

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Quill nodded. "Alright... So whats next? Training grounds? I reaaaaally wanna shoot some dummies. Especially moving ones... THAT TALK RUDELY." He said the last part with some hatred towards Mark. He was quite pissed off, but that usually happened when he was around guys who tried to get a lady. Quill looked at Zac and passed his plate to him. "Here, you can have some of mine." Quill said calm. He could flare into anger and cool down into zen in a matter of seconds.

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Amy patted her friend on the shoulder, before rubbing his back gently. "Hey... Hey... I don't know what's wrong with you, but you need to calm." She said soothingly, trying to make him feel better. Zac turned up his nose. "It's okay, you can eat the rest." He said blankly, walking deeper into the sea of people in the group.

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Quill was quite surprised when Amy began to rub his back. He soothed really fast. A bit too fast because he felll asleep for a few seconds. His mask beeped and gave him a small electric shock, which sprung him back to life. "Whoa... That... was relaxing." He said dumbstrucked again. He looked back at Amy and nodded. He grabbed his plate and threw the food into the trash can. He sat back were he was before, but he seemed much more jolly.

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Amy giggled as she noticed Marco, playing with her hair in boredom. "I'm glad that you're calm again." She replied, smiling brightly. She gave him a hug. "Are you are you okay?" She asked, noticing the shock that Marco was given.

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Marco nodded. "Besides my nice new spiky hair, I'm alright." He simply stood there. He didn't know how to react to Amy's hug. He looked back and forth, looking for the tour guide. His mask beeped again and closed on to him. His mask was on and he didn't know how. There wasn't no book manual, so he began to go through the manual that was in built the mask. He was going to learn how to use it, and not let it have it's own life over him.

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(I didn't notice my character was a total dingus until now, which was not my intent at all)

Mark looked down on his plate, when he was sad and then he realized that he was being a jerk to Amy this whole time. He never knew how to interact with other people because he was imprisoned and enslaved when he was a child. He took another bite from the sampled delicacy of the cafeteria which was delicious.

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Amy pulled away from the hug, feeling slightly awkward between the two boys, she looked at both of them and just looked down, gulping a little. She fiddled with her hair in attempt to entertain herself, her hands shaking slightly. She didn't know what was so bad.

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Mark was getting bored, his plate was already empty and there was nothing left to do at the cafeteria. " Tour Guide." He called to the man ranting facts about the Facility. " Is it time to go to our next destination, I think there's nothing else we can do, except... you know... sitting, standing and etc."

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Quill smiled as he pressed a small button on the side of the mask. It folded again into nothing, but was still there behind his ears. He smiled at Amy and wrapped an arm around her. "Hey, I may have to hire you to make me fall asleep at night. Because... well, you did just make me fall asleep." He sai somewhat nervously. He was being bold and rash at the same time. He eye'd Marcus with a small flare that lasted a few miliseconds.

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Carol sighs and shrugs "Hey, if you want then I can take you round the training grounds" she says to the group, mainly to see what they'd respond with. Hopefully one or two of them would want to go around there. That way, she would have something to do.

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