Sabin sat in the office and stared down at the empty desk before him. A gusty sigh worked its way up to his throat and out of his mouth as he leaned back in his chair for a moment of relaxation. It's been eight hours of non-stop paperwork in regards to the theory of sleuthing and stealth, something akin to a "class" of some sort for bounty hunter prospects. The area and location itself were a secret as well, but Sabin just finished his final test and finally, he was done!
It was a rare moment for the stealth academy when a person managed to clear their desk of all required files and documents in under a month. Some would say that Sabin finished it all in record time. The whole academy was one big trap, being able to trigger a locked room at any moment and having to use your skills to find a way out. It was especially worse if you had to use the bathroom.
Sabin tended to collect information so quickly that he knew his hard-earned relief would last only an hour at most before someone else reported in with new intelligence to be added to the file that Sabin had to learn to master the practical and book skills needed to call himself an assassin. But at that moment it was a great pleasure to feel accomplished. He had done it. He was still efficient and no one could deny that.
The sunlight streamed in through the nearby window and Sabin felt the stale air stirring around her as she stood up. It was too musty in here after all of that wet ink and crinkled paper and Sabin approached the window to prop it open a few inches. The breeze wafted in like an excited guest and for a moment he stood there just basking in that cool brush of flowing air. It was so soft against her face and the rippling of his sleeves reminded Sabin of the ocean on a calm day when the swells were barely visible. He breathed in deeply, taking in the luscious scents of a nearby flowering tree from the garden outback. The outer field was a remarkable structure, so very peaceful and beautiful. Even when the main teachers were not around, he could still feel his presence in the layout of the building and the presence of that wonderful garden.
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His mind began to float as Sabin took advantage of his lull inactivity. It had been a rush here or there for a few days now and he was happy to get the chance to just stand there with no demands on his time. Luckily things seemed to be going smoothly. Everyone was saying the same tune about the course about it being the quickest way to master the essential skills needed for a bounty hunter, anyone that was a bounty hunter wanted to take it. Orders that went out were swiftly seen to and he felt rather like a consummate leader when everything was going so well. It was still scary to be the one in charge of his class, even though Sabin relished the power it gave him. To make a mistake in this position could mean ruin or even death. But that was also rather exciting. He disliked his ability to turn that responsibility into a prideful game. That was a shining feather in his cap that could not be beaten and he knew it. The knowledge was insidious, sitting there and whispering sweet nothings in his head. In Sabin's own opinion, he was better than most, stronger and smarter. Regardless of how temporary it was, Sabin wanted to enjoy it as much as he could. He received enough practical experience of killing humans and beasts alike.
With his eyes closed and the warmth of the sun caressing his skin, Sabin was in a prime position to hear the shouting that was occurring just outside of the main field. He strained his ears and picked up a female's voice, but not one that he recognized. "Can someone help me!!! My and my convey need help and we are injured outside. I was hoping that someone would assist us, we came here by complete accident so please at least be willing to listen. "The desperation in their voice and body mannerisms as Sabin looked outside. At the moment in time, there were other class leaders and he had no idea what they would suggest or figure out what to do themselves. However, Sabin still wanted to take a look at the scene downstairs before passing any kind of judgment first.
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It was a rare moment for the stealth academy when a person managed to clear their desk of all required files and documents in under a month. Some would say that Sabin finished it all in record time. The whole academy was one big trap, being able to trigger a locked room at any moment and having to use your skills to find a way out. It was especially worse if you had to use the bathroom.
Sabin tended to collect information so quickly that he knew his hard-earned relief would last only an hour at most before someone else reported in with new intelligence to be added to the file that Sabin had to learn to master the practical and book skills needed to call himself an assassin. But at that moment it was a great pleasure to feel accomplished. He had done it. He was still efficient and no one could deny that.
The sunlight streamed in through the nearby window and Sabin felt the stale air stirring around her as she stood up. It was too musty in here after all of that wet ink and crinkled paper and Sabin approached the window to prop it open a few inches. The breeze wafted in like an excited guest and for a moment he stood there just basking in that cool brush of flowing air. It was so soft against her face and the rippling of his sleeves reminded Sabin of the ocean on a calm day when the swells were barely visible. He breathed in deeply, taking in the luscious scents of a nearby flowering tree from the garden outback. The outer field was a remarkable structure, so very peaceful and beautiful. Even when the main teachers were not around, he could still feel his presence in the layout of the building and the presence of that wonderful garden.
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His mind began to float as Sabin took advantage of his lull inactivity. It had been a rush here or there for a few days now and he was happy to get the chance to just stand there with no demands on his time. Luckily things seemed to be going smoothly. Everyone was saying the same tune about the course about it being the quickest way to master the essential skills needed for a bounty hunter, anyone that was a bounty hunter wanted to take it. Orders that went out were swiftly seen to and he felt rather like a consummate leader when everything was going so well. It was still scary to be the one in charge of his class, even though Sabin relished the power it gave him. To make a mistake in this position could mean ruin or even death. But that was also rather exciting. He disliked his ability to turn that responsibility into a prideful game. That was a shining feather in his cap that could not be beaten and he knew it. The knowledge was insidious, sitting there and whispering sweet nothings in his head. In Sabin's own opinion, he was better than most, stronger and smarter. Regardless of how temporary it was, Sabin wanted to enjoy it as much as he could. He received enough practical experience of killing humans and beasts alike.
With his eyes closed and the warmth of the sun caressing his skin, Sabin was in a prime position to hear the shouting that was occurring just outside of the main field. He strained his ears and picked up a female's voice, but not one that he recognized. "Can someone help me!!! My and my convey need help and we are injured outside. I was hoping that someone would assist us, we came here by complete accident so please at least be willing to listen. "The desperation in their voice and body mannerisms as Sabin looked outside. At the moment in time, there were other class leaders and he had no idea what they would suggest or figure out what to do themselves. However, Sabin still wanted to take a look at the scene downstairs before passing any kind of judgment first.
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