(Okay, originally I would have Drake to get shot but since this is an RP, I'll make an exception.)<br/><br/>Cap growled, the first time he made a noise over the hour, "Enough! You waste precious time which matters more to you than us! 03006, this comes as a final warning, if you want to screw around, do it with a bullet in your brain!" He drew his sidearm and fired at the ground beside the boy's feet. "Dismissed to your dormitories. You will be notified when the training begins." Without so much as a blink, he holstered his gun and his presence seemed to fade from existence.<br/><br/>Jasper looked around, until another instructor yelled, "Move it!" He twitched and walked to the dormitories.<span style="font-weight: bold">A</span>did not have his name on the checklist, so he walked to the one opposite it,<span style="font-weight: bold">B</span>. The steel door opened silently as he turned the handle. It was dark inside, the air inside was stale. He flicked the switch and dropped his bag on the first bed as they seemed to be allowed to choose where they slept.Â<br/><br/>The length of the room was lined with ten steel-framed beds which felt a tad softer than the concrete floor they were on. Beside each of them, probably for the person who slept there, was a metal cabinet for their storage. At the end of the room, there were three doors, two were the showers for the two genders the other contained a regular fusebox.Â<br/><br/>Upon inspection, each of the cabinets held two large 1.5 liter water bottles, unopened. Two blankets and a pillow.Â<br/><br/>He did not want to be here, he did not belong with bullets and blood which was not his own.<span style="font-style: italic">He wanted to go home.</span>It was probably thanks to that stupid ability of his. So what? He was pretty normal... excluding that.Â