AKIRA Training Facility [Training/Private]
Apr 10, 2010 23:29:41 GMT -7
Post by onkyou-107 on Apr 10, 2010 23:29:41 GMT -7
[OOC]This is a private training thread for myself. If you'd like to join, please PM me, but know that I have the right to say no, and I will use it. 
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Subject #107 - Codename Onkyou - awoke from his quarters. He looked around the large room. It was decorated to his liking: various posters of music groups, a small writing table to the left of the door, his bed with plain navy-blue bedding, and a book shelf laden with scrolls of various sizes and types. He sighed, ran his hand through his unkempt hair, and stood up. Walking lazily towards the bathroom, he stared in the mirror. His hair was a mess. He stepped into the shower.
30 minutes later...
Onkyou stepped out of the tiny shower, toweling off his hair. He had always taken long showers since his arrival at the facility. Growing up without one made you take extra long. A ping sounded out in his room, indicating the PA System.
"Onkyou? Onkyou, are you awake?" A voice piped through the speaker. Onkyou reached over to a small rectangular box on the wall. He pressed the single button on it and spoke into the tiny speakers.
"Yes Dr. Okinawa, I'm awake. I was just getting out of the shower." Onkyou finished drying off, and slipped on his clothes. His wardrobe consisted of 14 outfits, all exactly the same. He had made the facility buy them the clothes he wore when he had lived on the streets. The color suited him.
"We've got breakfast ready for you when you are done getting ready." Dr. Okinawa answered. He sounded loving, affectionate. As if speaking to a son, rather than someone who was picked up off the street.
"Alright, I'll be there shortly." Onkyou turned on his speaker system. It was a simple box on the wall, much like the PA System. It was wired into the entire room, with several speakers located on different walls and parts of the ceiling, for optimal acoustics. The sound of Onkyou's favorite Metal Band came blaring through, at a decibel rating that was probably completely ludicrous. It didn't bother the young man.
He walked towards the door, pausing to check his reflexion in the large mirror that hung on the wall opposite his bathroom. Satisfied that he looked good, Onkyou headed out into the main corridor. He left the music blaring and the door wide open. He knew it bugged the other staff members.
[OOC] This was simply a set up post. I'll begin the training later. It's late right now. >.>
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Subject #107 - Codename Onkyou - awoke from his quarters. He looked around the large room. It was decorated to his liking: various posters of music groups, a small writing table to the left of the door, his bed with plain navy-blue bedding, and a book shelf laden with scrolls of various sizes and types. He sighed, ran his hand through his unkempt hair, and stood up. Walking lazily towards the bathroom, he stared in the mirror. His hair was a mess. He stepped into the shower.
30 minutes later...
Onkyou stepped out of the tiny shower, toweling off his hair. He had always taken long showers since his arrival at the facility. Growing up without one made you take extra long. A ping sounded out in his room, indicating the PA System.
"Onkyou? Onkyou, are you awake?" A voice piped through the speaker. Onkyou reached over to a small rectangular box on the wall. He pressed the single button on it and spoke into the tiny speakers.
"Yes Dr. Okinawa, I'm awake. I was just getting out of the shower." Onkyou finished drying off, and slipped on his clothes. His wardrobe consisted of 14 outfits, all exactly the same. He had made the facility buy them the clothes he wore when he had lived on the streets. The color suited him.
"We've got breakfast ready for you when you are done getting ready." Dr. Okinawa answered. He sounded loving, affectionate. As if speaking to a son, rather than someone who was picked up off the street.
"Alright, I'll be there shortly." Onkyou turned on his speaker system. It was a simple box on the wall, much like the PA System. It was wired into the entire room, with several speakers located on different walls and parts of the ceiling, for optimal acoustics. The sound of Onkyou's favorite Metal Band came blaring through, at a decibel rating that was probably completely ludicrous. It didn't bother the young man.
He walked towards the door, pausing to check his reflexion in the large mirror that hung on the wall opposite his bathroom. Satisfied that he looked good, Onkyou headed out into the main corridor. He left the music blaring and the door wide open. He knew it bugged the other staff members.
[OOC] This was simply a set up post. I'll begin the training later. It's late right now. >.>
