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One Class to Another -- Prologue
"Hm..."
An icy cold stare glanced the room. It was dark, except for the only light shining on the desk. Her eyes rested upon a big, brown bag on the desk. She picked it up, and looked through them.
"Our new recruitment is here, I see..." She muttered with great disdain. The folder contained bios of everyone that has successfully completed their training. She opened the first one of many, and read. She had to read them, and make sure that their trainers did not approve of their success out of tomfoolery. Her nails clicked against the steel desk.
A knock was heard.
"What is it?" She asked, her voice full of annoyance. A man walked in. The wooden floor creaked. "We have a group of spies, snipers, and a pyro ready to move up into elite status, ma'am. Do I have your permission to rank them up?"
Lazily, the woman waved her hand. "Do as you wish, Soldier." He saluted. "Yes, ma'am!" And he ran out of the room.
She went back to reading the bios. Her cold eyes noticed something odd. "Sector Routine '2Fort' 'Orange x3' " She stared. 2Fort and Orange x3..? Those two have never been coupled up before... Hmph. She clicked a button, and spoke into the microphone. "Engineers! BLU and RED Engineers! Come to my office immediately! I have a task for you." She grouped the bios up, and stuffed them back into the bag. "...2Fort and Orange x3..."
"..."
"..I'll have to see how this works out."
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