Private 654782 wasn't overly fond of rest, especially sleeping. He viewed it as a waste of time, time that could be spent doing something a tad more productive, but alas, Humans needed to sleep no matter what. Adversely, when he slept he hated to wake up early, and the accursed five in the morning alarm always forced him and his fellows to awaken far earlier than they normally would do. He didn't go much on the choice of uniform either, horrid shirts and tall clumsy leather boots that made a terrible racket. It may have looked good for a soldier, but he much preferred to work on mechanical devices...something that the military garb wasn't all that appropriate for. When breakfast came around, he said nothing and had no emotions visible, but deep down he was rather annoyed. Porridge. Bloody porridge. It was all they seemed to eat for breakfast. Though, he perked up when he heard that they were to begin shooting practice soon, he loved it, if only because he could observe how a weapon functioned.<br/><br/>But, as with practically anything enjoyable in this place, the shooting practice was soon stopped, this time by Colonel Sen, who seemed a tad...miserable, but then again everyone did. Locking the safety on the gun he was holding, then placing it down on the table before walking over to where the colonel was addressing the others.<br/><br/>654782 Didn't pay much attention at all to Colonel Sen, he hardly paid much attention to any of the higher-ups. He loathed it when he had to talk to any of them, and hated it when he was to be all formal and official when the General was around. But, he did take notice of a select few words, namely: 'Chimera extermination mission.' And he had been chosen to go! Needless to say, he almost began to jump with excitement, but again he didn't show any of this emotion on the surface.<br/><br/>Now rather happy with the day, 654782 went to stand with others that had been chosen to go. There was the shorter and rather scrawny subject, and the girl that seemed incapable of speech. Along with them were a few others, but he didn't pay too much interest. He briefly craned his neck to listen to Major Cadwell speak, he was talking the same nonsense about being ready and how they would all likely die in some field due to chimeras. Sighing, he went to follow the major to wherever they were going.<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>952567 had slept quite soundly the past night, she pretty much loved to sleep whenever possible, but she rather preferred to talk with others should that be an option...which it wasn't that often. Waking, she, as always, had a beaming smile upon her face. The early alarms didn't bother her, and she believed everyone in the project to be her friend...which wasn't exactly the case, despite her being rather friendly. She knew that the others were there, through their scents rather than any visual cues, since she was blind completely in both eyes. Dressing, she continued her smiling, not even the horrid uniforms bothered her, everything was naught but happiness. Breakfast was the same porridge as per usual, but it wasn't that bad, they could be fed far worse, or nothing at all. When called for target practice...she was, well, happy as usual. She was showing particular skill in longer range shooting, and her ability to track people through scent.<br/><br/>She was enjoying herself greatly, while she may have lacked vision entirely, she still managed to hit practically all her shots. For she 'saw' using a form of echolocation, much like a bat, she generated the sound by making a clicking sound then listening to the echo's from it. It was effective, and useful. When the sound of the Colonel's voice could be heard, she rushed to put the safety on the gun, and set it down before rushing over.<br/><br/>Admiration wasn't really the word for the way she saw the officers, instead she saw them (and pretty much everyone else on the planet) as a friend, and wished nothing more than to talk to them endlessly for days on end, which to many people was quite annoying. But, outwardly it just seemed like she was another of the show off soldiers, with the shiniest boots and neatest uniform.<br/><br/>Listening was something she did well, and she practically held on for every word that the Colonel said to the subjects. He spoke about a chimera extermination mission, and that six people were to go on the mission, she had sorely hoped that she could have gone, but she understood why she couldn't go. Still however, she waved in the general direction of the people that were going before returning to her table.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Second lieutenant Free had led a fairly pleasant day as of yet. Life was relatively normal in the project, and everyone seemed more or less content with the situation. Good. He had heard that he was to go upon an extermination mission latter on, which he supposed was a fairly good thing to happen, it wasn't optimal, but acceptable. Besides, he didn't have a say in whether or not he was to go, and perhaps get mauled by some horrific creature.