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ECAR Chapter 6 Team ECAR Eric and Megan His legs jolted and he opened his eyes. To the inside of his hat. He wriggled around to free his arm from it's sleeping bag prison and moved said hat. Megan looked down at him fully clothed, kicked his foot one last time to be sure and smiled. "Get up slowpoke, this is the third time. We have to get ready for initiation remember. Hurry or you'll miss breakfast." She walked off a couple of feet before she stopped and turned round. "Come on." Eric wriggled about a little bit. "It embarrasses me to say this but, I can't escape my sleeping bag." She huffed and came back to free him. "I would like

ECAR Chapter 5 Team ECAR Eric and Megan Eric looked around where they would spend the night, recognising some people from their classes in Signal. He noticed a tall boy lent against one wall, black hair over sunglasses and a scarf, most of his skin covered. There was something about him that drew his eyes back to him after every sweep of the ballroom, though he couldn't put his finger on what. It was like a riddle or a puzzle you had put down that kept goin in the back of your head. "Hey Eric." He looked down at Megan, her red hair bright in the dark of the ballroom. He'd seen that some students had already gone to sleep when he'd looke

ECAR Chapter 4 Team ECAR Team ECAR (To be) and Srebro Megan looked around the inside of the airship and sighed. "Why do airships never have seats?" She wondered out loud. "Hey Megs! I found us a space!" Megan located her twin, leaning against a wall and started walking towards him. "Come on them! Dodge to the left. No, not your left, my left." He waggled his finger at her as she finally reached him, obviously taking the mickey. "Thats what you get for not listening to combat advice." Megan rubbed her temple where it had been elbowed. "Walking across a crowded airship is not a combat a combat situation." "You were injured," Eric point

ECAR Chapter 7 High Flyers Team ECAR All "Alright is everyone here?" The young lady in olive green and blue asked. She wore a small , short sleeved jacket that ended just below her ribs over a long-sleeved turtle neck. Her trousers were simple with a mottled camouflage pattern, while brown hiking boots completed her outfit, echoing the proffesors shoulder length hair. All in all, Eric guessed her age to be about 24 to 26. The butt of a sniper rifle poked over her shoulder. "Introductions." She gestured to herself, "I am Olivia Serth, Geography professor, my friend,"She waved her hand towards the woman walking towards them along the edge

Rico groaned. Damn, that was embarrassing. He rubbed the back of his head. How could he have behaved like that? He knew the answer of course but that didn’t make it less embarrassing. It actually made it worse. He flicked his towel over his shoulder and shut the locker. He sighed. He was scared of them, those veterans. Wherever they had come from, had been a hard place. That guy ‘Zone, was almost completely bald, burn scars over most of his head. He also had those weird goggle things, so you could not see his eyes. He padded out the room. What’s with that anyway? He should be walking into things, like, all the time. He distr