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My eyes fluttered open.  To my surprise there was no light in my room.  No windows, figures.  So I looked at my clock, it was 7:23.  Time to get up.  I'm glad I went to sleep early, because that was the best night sleep I have had in a while.  I went over to what looked like my bathroom.  It was nice and big, had everything I needed.  Maybe staying here for a little while wouldn't kill me.  So I got ready, pulled my hair into the usual high pony tail, only the ribbon was blue this time.  To match my outfit.

I headed out towards the elevator when my stomach growled.  "Excuse me", I asked a passing robot, "Do you know where I could find some breakfast?"

"Yes, go to floor 20."  She continued her chores.

So I did what she said and went to floor 20.  This time when the elevator moved I grabbed the rail.  When I walked out I knew which door to go to.  Why?  Because there was a swinging door that had 'Dinning hall' on it.  So I walked over, happy to get food.

When I walked in I was greeted by many eyes.  It seems like everyone who has something to there name was  there.  I looked quickly at everyone's badges and it seems that they are all generals or battalion leaders.  So I looked at my badge, sure enough, 'Kluke-battalion leader 7'.

"Ah Kluke, you finally came.  I was just about to send someone for you.   On Sundays we all eat breakfast together, seeing how it is Sunday, we have to wait for everyone.  That includes you.  Be sure you are not late next time.  Oh, and Andropov saved a seat for you so you can just sit over there."  Logi said that in a nice way, but kinda irradiated.   Maybe he is getting sick of me.

Breakfast was nice.  I listened to idol chit chat across the room.  I didn't really understand much though.  Most about there shadows in a training battle.   To my surprise Andropov didn't say much to me.  He would correct me a few times on table manners though.  I thought that was funny.

"Kluke, do you like your new room?" Logi asked me, it was obvious trying to start a conversation.

"Yeah its OK, I like it.  Much better than sleeping out side."  Everyone laughed, including Andropov.  He had a cute laugh.

"So is Andropov playing nice with you?" Logi raised his eyebrow at me.

"Well he hasn't done anything wrong.  But he did-" Andropov cut me off.

"What she was going to say is that I was forced to play tag with her yesterday, you know, lots of energy to burn."  With that he excused himself and dragged me out of the room.  "What was that?  You really need to be careful with what you say around General Logi, if you do something wrong he will punish you.  And I knew you were going to say something that he wouldn't like.  So please watch what you say.  I don't want you to get hurt."  He looked at me intensely.

"Well I'm sorry for speaking my mind.  Is this because I'm a girl?"

"NO!  WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?"  Andropov looked like he was going to explode.

"Is there a problem?"  Logi came, he probably heard us yelling.  "Andropov are you giving our new member a hard time?  "

"No sir, she was just asking me if she looked fat in the middle of talking about the schedule.  I yelled at her because it was a stupid question."  Andropov lied so well it was like he was telling the truth.

"Well OK, and Kluke, don't worry about your weight."  Logi shook his head and walked away.  I just stood there blushing.  That was rude of him!

"You told him I thought I was fat?!" I screamed at him when Logi was out of shouting distance, "Why would you say that?  Now he probably thinks I'm some sort of look-obsessed teenage girl!"

"Well I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, but like I said before, if you do something he doesn't like, its just not good OK?", he was still giving me a look that pierced my soul, "Come on, lets go work out your battalion orders.  You will probably be given a mission soon."

NOT THIS TIME!  I still don't like the fact I'm working with the enemy.  The only reason I haven't tried to escape is because I want to see if I can get some information on what Logi wants exactly.  So fighting the people I used to work with isn't option.  So now I think its time to play that little game I played with him yesterday.  I started to run as fast again.  "NOT ON YOUR LIFE!"  I yelled back to him.

"Kluke not again!  Come on you are making this harder."  He sighed and started to chase after me.  After about 20 minutes of running, I was laughing the whole time, and yelling, I decide that I need a break.  So my eye catches a supply closet.  I make a couple of quick turns and he falls off my trail.  I book it to the closet.

I look around the closet and it looks like it has building supplies.  It isn't very big.  My eye catches a wooden chair in the back so I walk over to sit on it.  As I walk I trip over something, like wood or metal.  "Oww, that really hurt." I said to myself as I rubbed my arm, it broke my fall.  I smell something rusty and salty.   Sure enough my hands are coated in red thick liquid.  Blood.

I think I cut it on a nail or something sharp because it just keeps on bleeding.  Not after long my arm is covered in blood and the ground is stained red.  It hurts.  A lot.  I start to cry.  No reason not to.

Just as I start to cry someone opens the door.  And its Andropov.  He looks mortified.  "Oh my gosh!  Kluke!  What happened?!"  He rushed over to me.  I showed him my arm, "Oh gosh, Kluke!  That's horrible!"  He picked me up bridle style.  We speed walked me to the elevator.  Soon enough we arrived at his room.  He placed me on his bed and got out a first aid kit.  "Now hold out your arm."

I did what he said.  "Here, look."  I looked into a mirror.  I started in horror.  My skin was torn and deep red.  My thoughts were broken by a horrible stinging pain.  "I know it hurts, just hold on, this is a pretty bad cut."  After about five minutes of applying healing liquids and  jells, the fire on my arm stopped.  "Bite this." He gave me a wet wash cloth.

"Why?"  I held it.  Right after I said that he started to stitch my arm.  Before I let myself scream I bit the cloth.  If I thought the ointment hurt, then I was wrong.  Getting stitches bites.  So after a while he stopped and patched up my wound.  My arm is BEYOND SORE.

"You gave me a scare Kluke.  I think we shouldn't play that game anymore.  And you are lucky that I learned to take care of serious wounds, Schinder got in a habit of being risky and I had to take care of him on missions."

"Well thanks, I am going back to my room.  I will be there for the rest of the day if you need me."  I thanked him and left for my room.

Once I got there I dropped on my bed, hurting my arm in the process.  I am starting to wonder if any day here is going to be boring.

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My eyes fluttered open.  To my surprise there was no light in my room.  No windows, figures.  So I looked at my clock, it was 7:23.  Time to get up.  I'm glad I went to sleep early, because that was the best night sleep I have had in a while.  I went over to what looked like my bathroom.  It was nice and big, had everything I needed.  Maybe staying here for a little while wouldn't kill me.  So I got ready, pulled my hair into the usual high pony tail, only the ribbon was blue this time.  To match my outfit.

I headed out towards the elevator when my stomach growled.  "Excuse me", I asked a passing robot, "Do you know where I could find some breakfast?"

"Yes, go to floor 20."  She continued her chores.

So I did what she said and went to floor 20.  This time when the elevator moved I grabbed the rail.  When I walked out I knew which door to go to.  Why?  Because there was a swinging door that had 'Dinning hall' on it.  So I walked over, happy to get food.

When I walked in I was greeted by many eyes.  It seems like everyone who has something to there name was  there.  I looked quickly at everyone's badges and it seems that they are all generals or battalion leaders.  So I looked at my badge, sure enough, 'Kluke-battalion leader 7'.

"Ah Kluke, you finally came.  I was just about to send someone for you.   On Sundays we all eat breakfast together, seeing how it is Sunday, we have to wait for everyone.  That includes you.  Be sure you are not late next time.  Oh, and Andropov saved a seat for you so you can just sit over there."  Logi said that in a nice way, but kinda irradiated.   Maybe he is getting sick of me.

Breakfast was nice.  I listened to idol chit chat across the room.  I didn't really understand much though.  Most about there shadows in a training battle.   To my surprise Andropov didn't say much to me.  He would correct me a few times on table manners though.  I thought that was funny.

"Kluke, do you like your new room?" Logi asked me, it was obvious trying to start a conversation.

"Yeah its OK, I like it.  Much better than sleeping out side."  Everyone laughed, including Andropov.  He had a cute laugh.

"So is Andropov playing nice with you?" Logi raised his eyebrow at me.

"Well he hasn't done anything wrong.  But he did-" Andropov cut me off.

"What she was going to say is that I was forced to play tag with her yesterday, you know, lots of energy to burn."  With that he excused himself and dragged me out of the room.  "What was that?  You really need to be careful with what you say around General Logi, if you do something wrong he will punish you.  And I knew you were going to say something that he wouldn't like.  So please watch what you say.  I don't want you to get hurt."  He looked at me intensely.

"Well I'm sorry for speaking my mind.  Is this because I'm a girl?"

"NO!  WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?"  Andropov looked like he was going to explode.

"Is there a problem?"  Logi came, he probably heard us yelling.  "Andropov are you giving our new member a hard time?  "

"No sir, she was just asking me if she looked fat in the middle of talking about the schedule.  I yelled at her because it was a stupid question."  Andropov lied so well it was like he was telling the truth.

"Well OK, and Kluke, don't worry about your weight."  Logi shook his head and walked away.  I just stood there blushing.  That was rude of him!

"You told him I thought I was fat?!" I screamed at him when Logi was out of shouting distance, "Why would you say that?  Now he probably thinks I'm some sort of look-obsessed teenage girl!"

"Well I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, but like I said before, if you do something he doesn't like, its just not good OK?", he was still giving me a look that pierced my soul, "Come on, lets go work out your battalion orders.  You will probably be given a mission soon."

NOT THIS TIME!  I still don't like the fact I'm working with the enemy.  The only reason I haven't tried to escape is because I want to see if I can get some information on what Logi wants exactly.  So fighting the people I used to work with isn't option.  So now I think its time to play that little game I played with him yesterday.  I started to run as fast again.  "NOT ON YOUR LIFE!"  I yelled back to him.

"Kluke not again!  Come on you are making this harder."  He sighed and started to chase after me.  After about 20 minutes of running, I was laughing the whole time, and yelling, I decide that I need a break.  So my eye catches a supply closet.  I make a couple of quick turns and he falls off my trail.  I book it to the closet.

I look around the closet and it looks like it has building supplies.  It isn't very big.  My eye catches a wooden chair in the back so I walk over to sit on it.  As I walk I trip over something, like wood or metal.  "Oww, that really hurt." I said to myself as I rubbed my arm, it broke my fall.  I smell something rusty and salty.   Sure enough my hands are coated in red thick liquid.  Blood.

I think I cut it on a nail or something sharp because it just keeps on bleeding.  Not after long my arm is covered in blood and the ground is stained red.  It hurts.  A lot.  I start to cry.  No reason not to.

Just as I start to cry someone opens the door.  And its Andropov.  He looks mortified.  "Oh my gosh!  Kluke!  What happened?!"  He rushed over to me.  I showed him my arm, "Oh gosh, Kluke!  That's horrible!"  He picked me up bridle style.  We speed walked me to the elevator.  Soon enough we arrived at his room.  He placed me on his bed and got out a first aid kit.  "Now hold out your arm."

I did what he said.  "Here, look."  I looked into a mirror.  I started in horror.  My skin was torn and deep red.  My thoughts were broken by a horrible stinging pain.  "I know it hurts, just hold on, this is a pretty bad cut."  After about five minutes of applying healing liquids and  jells, the fire on my arm stopped.  "Bite this." He gave me a wet wash cloth.

"Why?"  I held it.  Right after I said that he started to stitch my arm.  Before I let myself scream I bit the cloth.  If I thought the ointment hurt, then I was wrong.  Getting stitches bites.  So after a while he stopped and patched up my wound.  My arm is BEYOND SORE.

"You gave me a scare Kluke.  I think we shouldn't play that game anymore.  And you are lucky that I learned to take care of serious wounds, Schinder got in a habit of being risky and I had to take care of him on missions."

"Well thanks, I am going back to my room.  I will be there for the rest of the day if you need me."  I thanked him and left for my room.

Once I got there I dropped on my bed, hurting my arm in the process.  I am starting to wonder if any day here is going to be boring.