Training Day

[Davin Jusik]

Vale VII
Tropical Zone

Senior Agent Maximillian Vinticus stood in a clearing in a smartly fitting black fatigue ISB Uniform. Which consisted of boots, cargo pants, and a military style blouse with a gray pt shirt underneath. The Imperial Cog sat proudly on the blouse's shoulder and a cap with the same symbol sat on his head. He'd earned himself a promotion for his efforts in the galactic arena of late, and the responsibility that came with it. Max had been given charge of the training of two Cadets who'd recently been recruited into the Agency. One of which he'd recruited himself.

He glanced at his watch.

The pair were currently on a five mile timed run through the jungle that's path ended in the clearing. They hadn't been told the time or the distance they were required to run, they'd simply been put on the path and told they were being tested. It was all part of the game, and one of the simpler ones they'd be faced with over the course of their time with him.

The stifling humid climate was another. One that would constantly nag at them.

Next to Max sat an array of slug throwers and conventional blasters among various knives. Next to that was a sandpit, filled with both sand and some of the most agitating species of fleas known to the system.

He wouldn't yell at them.

This wasn't the military, the cadets needed to supply their own motivation.

He grinned as the sound of booted feet rapidly approached.
[member="Durgur Opoth"] [member="Maxi"]

 

[Maxi]

Maxi wasn't the best at this kind of physical stuff. It wasn't until recently that he had been working out. He was a tad sluggish but he was able to keep up.

Wearing the uniform that was given to him at the start of the session. It wasn't much but it didn't hold him back at all. The only thing he did differently was roll up his sleeves. As he approached [member="Maximilian Vinticus"] he felt something was off as the ground felt uneasy to him. So he screeched to a halt. He turned quick to [member="Durgur Opoth"] Whom he had barely spoken to but, It was enough to get a name. Maxi's Mind was ready but, his body was going to have trouble catching up.

From this point on it was all up to Max to show them how to work. Wasn't Maxi suppose to be a spy... That's besides the point. He is probably thinking to much. Focus Maxi!

 

[Durgur Opoth]

Seeing Maxi stop, Durgur followed suit and halted his run. Durgur, being an Iridonian, was biologically suited for worse conditions than the jungle they were in, however, due to his lack of experience in such conditions, that didn't help him too much. He was a bit worn from the run, but not totally winded yet. Durgur had physical training prior to this run, so he was doing well compared to the other cadet, whom he knew little about other than his name.

Durgur had been wearing an issued uniform that came with a set of boots, his previous clothes had been too ragged. Looking at the clearing, he saw Maximilian, the man supervising them as cadets, as well as a variety of weapons, and a sandpit. If Durgur didn't know any better, he'd guess that some beast from Tatooine was shoved in there, and he and Maxi had to kill it. Durgur did know better, but that doesn't mean he did know what was going on.

[member="Maxi"] [member="Maximilian Vinticus"]

 

[Davin Jusik]

Max looked at his watch for a moment and shook his head after the Cadets arrived. He made no comment on their progress besides a look of disapproval that he quickly wiped away.

"Have either of you ever used anything that's on the table?" Max asked coldly, standing with his hands behind his back.

[member="Durgur Opoth"] [member="Maxi"]

 

[Maxi]

Maxi caught his breath as he relaxed. He pointed over to a holdout blaster "That is the only weapon that I can recall from that table other then the Vibro-knife to the side of the table." He didn't want to keep moving but had slowly approached in case his suspicions where true.

He then looked over to [member="Durgur Opoth"] to see what he might recognize. He thought about the heavier stuff for him.

[member="Maximilian Vinticus"]

 

[Durgur Opoth]

Durgur looked over the weapons, and came up with a simple answer. "Anything with a blade on that table, I've crafted and used myself before. Other than that, I have little to no experience." Durgur was very uncomfortable with a blaster, but the slug throwers he's shot before, only to learn how, never for an actual use. He hoped that his affinity for melee weapons wouldn't end up being a disadvantage.

[member="Maxi"] [member="Maximilian Vinticus"]

 

[Davin Jusik]

"That's disappointing." Max said in that same monotone voice.

"Not that it's matter much anyway, I've read your files. You'd be baby birds that fell out the nest if I let you out into the galaxy in your current condition. So this is how it's gonna go over the next ten days. We're going to PT some more, go over some basic survival lessons, how to resist interrogation techniques, basic defense, etc. I will give each of you a piece of information that you're not to share with anyone. Not each other and not if someone puts a blaster to your head and threatens to murder your loved ones and blow your brains out. Then at the end of those five days you're going to pick up one of those weapons and head off into the jungle. Don't worry, they're all shadows of the real thing, replicas that'll just give you one hell of a headache. Then a few platoons of our Emperor's finest are going to hunt you, find you eventually, this is a fenced in area, you can't escape, and if you do then you'll be killed for desertion. After they find you they will bring you to an undisclosed location. You will be tortured. Do not give up that code."

He allowed the words to sink in for a moment.

"Any questions Cadets?"

[member="Durgur Opoth"][member="Maxi"]

 

[Maxi]

He shrugged "Welp, I have nothing to lose. Lets try it out." Maxi simply went over to the table without entering the sandpit. He picked up one of the blasters and a rifle along with a few charges for each. He held it and felt the weapon to make sure he got used to holding it. "So, Where do we start? It cant be here right?" He looked over to [member="Durgur Opoth"] "How about you, big guy. Are you ready for all of this? I mean you look ready." He said with a chuckle. He took a breath. Oddly enough he was calm. He was mentally prepared. For now at least. After a long time of running he was finally ready to do something.

[member="Maximilian Vinticus"]

 

[Durgur Opoth]

Durgur couldn't help but give [member="Maxi"] a curious look. Someone tells him he's going to be tortured and his words are 'Let's try it out'. Durgur tried his best to put up a calm front, but couldn't help but worry on the inside. He disliked the thought of going up against the 'Emperor's Finest' and being tortured? Well, if it would be comparable to the time Durgur had to fight a Mandalorian hand to hand, he knew he wouldn't look forward to it.

Walking over to the table, Durgur picked up a slug throwing rifle, and a vibroknife, responding to Maxi's question. "You really should worry about yourself, especially if that run was an accurate preview of how athletic you are." Durgur tried to tone his words in more of a serious manner, he wasn't just making fun of Maxi, it truly seemed as if Durgur and Maxi might suffer greatly if they both didn't put all of their effort into these tests.

[member="Maximilian Vinticus"]