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When the reserves group gathered for today’s meeting, they’d be met with... Well, they’d be met with Zack, stepping forward and grinning brightly at the lot of them, maybe bouncing on his toes for good measure. Hey, just because there was the possibility of new people didn’t mean he was going to try to be all serious about it. Zack didn’t do serious all that well.

“Hey, guys! Welcome to the first reserves meeting of the new term!” He nodded toward the table that was set up nearby. “Help yourself to the cookies if you haven’t already? We’re going to take it easy today before we get into the serious stuff again next week. Introductions and things like that, in case there are any newbies around, you know? Starting with us, of course. I’m Zack Fair, SOLDIER 1st Class. I specialize in working with swords,” like the absolutely massive one on his back, “and take on some of the most heavy missions that my job back home can hand a guy. Usually on my own.”

“Kennedy,” the girl who was about half his size and cradling a crossbow in the crook of one arm spoke up. “Potential Slayer, trained to fight demons and your standard supernatural baddies. Long story, ask me later if you want to know. I know swords, not as much as Zack does, and knives and a few other things, but my real favorite is this baby here. I’ve been working with crossbows for nine years.”

“Jak,” said the blond who looked like he both desperately needed a haircut, and didn’t care much about haircuts to begin with. He also had ears that stuck out... at least several inches and tapered off to a pointy end, and a chunk of metal strapped to his thigh. “Freedom fighter. I’m good with hand-to-hand, but my thing is shooting things. Or blowing them up.” He took said chunk of metal from his thigh, pulled another chunk of metal off his back and pressed the two of them together. The whole affair stretched out suddenly, assuming the shape of a gun with a large blue cartridge shoved in the back. “Any questions?”

[Open reserves are open to all! Co-written with the usual suspects.]

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The wave got an arched eyebrow and a slight nod. Firekeeper: still not great at initiating small talk.

"Uh, hi," Madison said, taking a few steps closer though not wanting to get too close for fear of freaking out the giant wolf. "I'm Madison. One of the new kids."

Blind Seer wasn't the type to "freak out", not that Madison could know that, but still, the wariness was a good thing.

"Blysse," she introduced herself. "And Blind Seer. Not so new."

"How long have you two been here?" Madison asked.

"Two years now," Firekeeper had to think about it. "A very strange place, but an adventure. So, I cannot complain too much."

Madison nodded. "And Blind Seer? Does he, uh, go to classes and everything?"

"He go where he choose to," Firekeeper confirmed. "Which is usually with me, yes, including to class."

"I've never heard of a wolf being all domesticated like that," Madison said. "Is it... common where you're from?"

"Domesticated?" Firekeeper frowned and narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean by such?"

"You know, like, not wild?" Madison tried. "I mean, where I'm from you sometimes hear stories on the news about wolves attacking people and stuff."

"Blind Seer is not this 'domesticated'," Firekeeper informed Madison. "If he attack someone, it is for a reason."

"What kind of reasons?" Madison asked.

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