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---3rd Day in the Month of Arrival, 8287---

"SERGEANT PRESENT!"

"RECRUITS FORM UP !"

Sara bellowed as she walked purposefully towards the training yard where thirty young men and women stood casually before her arrival. They flustered to form hasty lines as soon as they heard her deafening
voice roar across the gloomy dawn and Sara chuckled slightly as she watched a few bump amongst each other in the process; a mistake she did herself on her first day of boot camp. Sara inspected their faces as she
walked past them and noticed most of their eyes betrayed signs of nervousness as they studied on the red-headed Tusar drill instructor in front of them.

Sara knew from instinct they were unsure of what to expect of her, some drill instructors immediately project fear and intimidation to form dictatorial authority, while others maintain strict discipline and no-nonsense
approach to ensure iron-bound adherence to protocols. After years of service within the military, Sara found that her eccentric outlook breeds a sense of creativity and motivation in her students; despite the issues she
had with her superiors regarding her teaching methods. She had climbed the ranks steadily over the course of her career, performed the absolute best in any tests of physical feats as well as leading units in exercises
and war games as well as noted for her brief stints in military police duties. However her fiery character have clashed against some of the more influential officers within the hierarchy and saw her sent to instruction
duties as opposed to the field action she would have much preferred. Despite her initial disappointment, she had grown to love her task in shaping up the next generation of soldiers for the Koben army and found
a great sense of enjoyment in pushing green recruits to reach their potential. Today was no other exception and she looked forward to begin training the new class of recruits.

"Hey Richard, the sergeant's quite easy on the eyes...oof! Watch the ribs Henri!".

"Nate. Be. Quiet. or my second elbow's coming".

"Here comes the sergeant...Thanks guys, thanks".

Sara turned her head to the source of the whispers and saw three of the new recruits quickly resumed the standing position, unaware that she had caught their jostles from the corner of her eyes. She already began to
step towards them before the innocent boy amongst them quietly groaned to his two compatriots for gaining her attention. Sara stood in front of them and quietly gazed at the three, the tallest boy had the image
of a librarian and looked rather out of place in the military. The girl next to him stood in stark contrast with a pretty yet stern and serious face, she gave the impression of a model soldier. As for the last boy next to her...
Sara swore the boy gave her a flirtatious wink and paused quietly, before she considered it as her preposterously wild imagination. She gave them a wide, friendly smile while at the same time extended out her instructor's
baton and heard the three gulped nervously in perfect unison.

"You three certainly look very chummy, I assume you know each other ?" Sara asked.

"Yes Ma'am" answered the tallest boy as Sara watched his eyes quickly dart to her hardwood baton, "We're childhood friends Ma'am".

"Oh ho...How cute, I quite like that" chuckled Sara as she pointed her baton towards them, "So I'm guessing you all have some ambitions for the three of you enlisting together ?"

"Y-Yes Ma'am, I wish to join the Imperial Guards" said the soft-looking boy.

"I want to be an Imperial Guard, Ma'am !" the stern girl confidently replied.

"Likewise, Imperial Guards." casually anwered the last boy, before Sara's gave him a reprimanding look, "Uhh...Ma'am!".

Sara took in their answers as she twirled her baton and paced around playfully, "Anyone else aiming for the Imperial Purple ?" she loudly questioned the rest of the new recruits and was met with silence. She quietly smiled
to herself as her mind quickly raced to find a suitable nickname for the three aspirants, something most other instructors rarely do but she always liked to dole out some endearments to those who caught her attention.
Her mind recalled the names the three mentioned to one another earlier, if she was correct the tallest was Richard, the girl Henri and the last Nate...

Stopping by them again Sara pointed to each after she finally decided on the names they will be stuck with during their time with her.

"Books, Smiles and ... Pup", Sara called each of the three in order and noticed the 'Pup' seemed the most indignant with his new nickname.

"Alright! Everyone let's start the day with some easy chin ups ! I want to see twenty five before we go for a nice little run for the morning!" A collective silent sigh escaped the recruits.

"And as for you aspiring Imperial Guards" Sara flashed a mischievous smile, "I expect forty at the very least out of you" and watched them squirmed a little but she wasn't finished just yet...

"Pup, remember that your superiors are strictly Out. Of. Bounds"

"And since its your first day, I'm letting you off the hook easy so you, Books and Smiles can thank me by giving me fifty!"

"SO HOP TO IT BOYS AND GIRLS!"

Sara heard a dull, hard thud accompanied with a yowl coming out of 'Pup' as she turned away. Satisfied in the knowledge that this class will indeed be entertaining for her, she smiled quietly. Even though it is unlikely now
that she will be able reach the childish dream of being a renowned hero when she first joined up with the military, she was glad that her current post gave her a concrete sense of fulfilment. She often wondered if given the
choice, would she trade any further advancement and the chance of active duty to continue her role as a drill instructor ? She watched the new recruits struggle as they attempt the first physical activity for the day and
already knew the answer.

By the Five, I love this job.

--- To Be Continued ---

Wheeeeeze, sorry it's a lot longer than I thought it'd be, but the wall of text is Part 2 to Sara's origin story during her tenure as a drill instructor in the Koben military.
Featured in the short story above are the three Kobener childhood buddies during their boot camp in Sara's class of 8287:
Richard Williams by , here referred by Sara as "Books"
Henrietta R. Nielsen by lovingly named "Smiles"
Nathan Wulfram by ae-rie ...as "Pup"
If you manage to get past the text above, many thanks for reading, have a pleasant weekend and hope you'll keep watching for the third part !

PS: I'll be really happy if someone makes an animated GIF of smug henri face as she does chin ups lmao

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---3rd Day in the Month of Arrival, 8287---

"SERGEANT PRESENT!"

"RECRUITS FORM UP !"

Sara bellowed as she walked purposefully towards the training yard where thirty young men and women stood casually before her arrival. They flustered to form hasty lines as soon as they heard her deafening
voice roar across the gloomy dawn and Sara chuckled slightly as she watched a few bump amongst each other in the process; a mistake she did herself on her first day of boot camp. Sara inspected their faces as she
walked past them and noticed most of their eyes betrayed signs of nervousness as they studied on the red-headed Tusar drill instructor in front of them.

Sara knew from instinct they were unsure of what to expect of her, some drill instructors immediately project fear and intimidation to form dictatorial authority, while others maintain strict discipline and no-nonsense
approach to ensure iron-bound adherence to protocols. After years of service within the military, Sara found that her eccentric outlook breeds a sense of creativity and motivation in her students; despite the issues she
had with her superiors regarding her teaching methods. She had climbed the ranks steadily over the course of her career, performed the absolute best in any tests of physical feats as well as leading units in exercises
and war games as well as noted for her brief stints in military police duties. However her fiery character have clashed against some of the more influential officers within the hierarchy and saw her sent to instruction
duties as opposed to the field action she would have much preferred. Despite her initial disappointment, she had grown to love her task in shaping up the next generation of soldiers for the Koben army and found
a great sense of enjoyment in pushing green recruits to reach their potential. Today was no other exception and she looked forward to begin training the new class of recruits.

"Hey Richard, the sergeant's quite easy on the eyes...oof! Watch the ribs Henri!".

"Nate. Be. Quiet. or my second elbow's coming".

"Here comes the sergeant...Thanks guys, thanks".

Sara turned her head to the source of the whispers and saw three of the new recruits quickly resumed the standing position, unaware that she had caught their jostles from the corner of her eyes. She already began to
step towards them before the innocent boy amongst them quietly groaned to his two compatriots for gaining her attention. Sara stood in front of them and quietly gazed at the three, the tallest boy had the image
of a librarian and looked rather out of place in the military. The girl next to him stood in stark contrast with a pretty yet stern and serious face, she gave the impression of a model soldier. As for the last boy next to her...
Sara swore the boy gave her a flirtatious wink and paused quietly, before she considered it as her preposterously wild imagination. She gave them a wide, friendly smile while at the same time extended out her instructor's
baton and heard the three gulped nervously in perfect unison.

"You three certainly look very chummy, I assume you know each other ?" Sara asked.

"Yes Ma'am" answered the tallest boy as Sara watched his eyes quickly dart to her hardwood baton, "We're childhood friends Ma'am".

"Oh ho...How cute, I quite like that" chuckled Sara as she pointed her baton towards them, "So I'm guessing you all have some ambitions for the three of you enlisting together ?"

"Y-Yes Ma'am, I wish to join the Imperial Guards" said the soft-looking boy.

"I want to be an Imperial Guard, Ma'am !" the stern girl confidently replied.

"Likewise, Imperial Guards." casually anwered the last boy, before Sara's gave him a reprimanding look, "Uhh...Ma'am!".

Sara took in their answers as she twirled her baton and paced around playfully, "Anyone else aiming for the Imperial Purple ?" she loudly questioned the rest of the new recruits and was met with silence. She quietly smiled
to herself as her mind quickly raced to find a suitable nickname for the three aspirants, something most other instructors rarely do but she always liked to dole out some endearments to those who caught her attention.
Her mind recalled the names the three mentioned to one another earlier, if she was correct the tallest was Richard, the girl Henri and the last Nate...

Stopping by them again Sara pointed to each after she finally decided on the names they will be stuck with during their time with her.

"Books, Smiles and ... Pup", Sara called each of the three in order and noticed the 'Pup' seemed the most indignant with his new nickname.

"Alright! Everyone let's start the day with some easy chin ups ! I want to see twenty five before we go for a nice little run for the morning!" A collective silent sigh escaped the recruits.

"And as for you aspiring Imperial Guards" Sara flashed a mischievous smile, "I expect forty at the very least out of you" and watched them squirmed a little but she wasn't finished just yet...

"Pup, remember that your superiors are strictly Out. Of. Bounds"

"And since its your first day, I'm letting you off the hook easy so you, Books and Smiles can thank me by giving me fifty!"

"SO HOP TO IT BOYS AND GIRLS!"

Sara heard a dull, hard thud accompanied with a yowl coming out of 'Pup' as she turned away. Satisfied in the knowledge that this class will indeed be entertaining for her, she smiled quietly. Even though it is unlikely now
that she will be able reach the childish dream of being a renowned hero when she first joined up with the military, she was glad that her current post gave her a concrete sense of fulfilment. She often wondered if given the
choice, would she trade any further advancement and the chance of active duty to continue her role as a drill instructor ? She watched the new recruits struggle as they attempt the first physical activity for the day and
already knew the answer.

By the Five, I love this job.

--- To Be Continued ---

Wheeeeeze, sorry it's a lot longer than I thought it'd be, but the wall of text is Part 2 to Sara's origin story during her tenure as a drill instructor in the Koben military.
Featured in the short story above are the three Kobener childhood buddies during their boot camp in Sara's class of 8287:
Richard Williams by , here referred by Sara as "Books"
Henrietta R. Nielsen by lovingly named "Smiles"
Nathan Wulfram by ae-rie ...as "Pup"
If you manage to get past the text above, many thanks for reading, have a pleasant weekend and hope you'll keep watching for the third part !

PS: I'll be really happy if someone makes an animated GIF of smug henri face as she does chin ups lmao