[IC] Forgotten History

[Rose]

"So in conclusion we all want to imitate the bravery of ones such as Lieutenant Lee Monroe, may he rest in peace. Alright! I expect you all to have your five paragraph essays on a war hero of your choice finished by Monday. That means no goofing off over the weekend. After all, there's no vacation during war. Your dismissed." Said the middle aged, bald and fat, professor who stood at the front of the classroom beside his wooden desk. Rin sighed and looked out the window. Spending the past hour listening to some squishy professor talk about her father hadn't put her in the best mood. So she tried her best to mask it. Standing up from her desk she started stacking her books back into her backpack.

[Thorned Hammer]

Marcus had been sitting more to the back of the room, his elbows propped up on the table and his chin in his hands as he stared blankly over his empty notebook at the professor. A five paragraph essay...yeah that wasn't going to be any fun. But that name was familiar, Monroe? He could've sworn he had heard it on roster a few times. With a grimace he stood up and shoved his notebook in his bag. Monroe..Monroe...Right, Rin Monroe! Duh she was in his class. An idea coming to mind Marcus looked up and around, slinging his bag over one shoulder as he peered over the other students to catch sight of that Rin girl.

[Rose]

Absent mindily she brushed her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. One of the girls who was also in her flight class walked by and joked about the unique color of Rin's hair. "Shut up Kelly, your just a jealous bitc..." She trailed off noticing that the professor was still present. Glancing around she noticed a boy looking at her.

[Thorned Hammer]

Rin, right?" Was all Marcus said in way of greeting, already making his way over to her. ]"Monroe?" He cast a slightly annoyed glance behind her at the girl, Kelly, before looking back at Rin expectantly.

[Rose]

Turning to face him her friendly smile faded as he continued to talk. "Yeah. I'm Rin Monroe. What can I help you with?" She asked with her best effort to be pleasant. She knew he had put together the connection, but she was unsure what he wanted. She didn't want to be rude, but at the same time she was unsure what he would say next.

[Thorned Hammer]

Glad to hear this, Marcus stuck his hands in his pockets before saying "In all honesty, you could help me with my paper. I haven't really gotten around to the reading and my notes are kinda, not complete. I'd appreciate some help.' He had no idea if she'd be willing to, or if she would even be of any help, but what better way to find out then to ask.

[Rose]

Rin slung her backpack on her shoulder then started walking out of the class room, with the intention of Marcus following her. "You should ask Bobby, he's better in History than I am." She commented. Marcus's point hadn't been clearly conveyed, but part of her understood. Her feelings for her father were strong and twisted, it was a hard subject for her.

[Thorned Hammer]

"see I would, but Bobby and I aren't on the best of terms," Marcus said in attempt at explanation, weaving his way through the remaining students to catch up with her. "Besides, I'm thinking you might know more about this then he would. Being the kid of a war hero and all, kinda gives you an advantage."

[Rose]

Stopping suddenly in the busy hallway Rin turned around to face the guy. "And why should I help you? What's in it for me?" She asked plainly. There wasn't a chance she was about to dive off into the history of her father with a guy she didn't even know... not unless there was something in it for her. Shifting her weight and putting a hand on her hip she looked him in the eye and waited.

[Thorned Hammer]

Marcus nearly bumped into her, not having expected her to stop. Straightening up he looked back at her evenly. "Depends on what you want. As long as it's not help in med class, other then that I've gotcha covered."

[Rose]

Looking down she clenched her jaw and rocked it back and forth while thinking. Pulling her head back up and shaking her hair in place she looked him in the eye once more. "You were one of the top graded in last weeks target practice. You help me improve my aim, I help you with your paper." She said then waited to see what he would respond. Other students came and went all around them, not paying any attention.

[Thorned Hammer]

Marcus was privately pleased with himself that people had in fact noticed his ranking in the range but kept the swell of pride from his face. Instead he seemed to think it over, narrowing his eyes as if studying her before shrugging. "Sure. But I'm expecting at least a B then,"

[Rose]

With a smirk she turned and continued on her way. "I'll meet you in the practice range in an hour." Is all she said as she walked away. Since History was her last class of the day, and at the moment for the whole week, she was eager to get back to her dorm where she could shower and change out of her Cadet uniform.

[Thorned Hammer]

Marcus snorted, having expected help with his paper before he helped her but he didn't really feel like shouting after her. Instead he pulled his hands from his pockets and started back to his bunk. It didn't take him long to get there and shed his pack, history having been the last class for him as well. After dealing with his bunkmate who had been expecting Marcus's help with a tactical theory assignment, he started for the range in a fresh shirt and fatigue pants. They were more comfortable in his opinion then any other clothes he had.

[Rose]

After showering, Rin changed into a more casual outfit. Fitting jeans and a white tanktop. After strapping her holster to around her hips she picked up her pistol and ammo, put it in the holster then grabbed a blank notebook and a pen. Suddenly she realized the time and that she was late. With a deep breath she took off running through the halls to get there as quickly as possible. "Sorry I'm late." She said as she walked in.

[Thorned Hammer]

"Are you really though?" Marcus asked with a smirk, more just for saying it then for a response. He was standing before a narrow table, his own hand gun partially dismantled and resting near a box of ammo as he pieced it back together. Glancing her way he noted she had brought along her own ammo. "Good, we can shoot longer then since you've got your own,"

[Rose]

Rolling her eyes she walked over. "I'm not completely incompetent with guns, I'm just not as good as I want to be." She explained. After setting the notepad on the table she turned around and leaned against the narrow table. "Besides, I could kick your ass in Viper." She said in a challenging manner.

[Thorned Hammer]

"Oh yeah?" He scoffed, slipping a mag into his gun before bringing it up and looking down the sights. "We'll see about that later. You set?"

[Rose]

Somewhat awkwardly she pushed the bullets into the magazine. "Just about yeah..." She mumbled while looking down intensely at what she was doing. Finally she finished then pushed the mag into the pistol. Looking over at him she gave a nod and a slight smile to assure him she was now ready.

[Thorned Hammer]

Marcus hesitated, before popping out his mag and setting down his gun, gesturing for her's as well. "Hold up a sec, let's give that a second shot. You might have gotten one in the wrong way round."