?(Kat) Kat had left Brandon's bedroom the night before. She had never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted to go to Brandon's room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them too much. The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger bag and off she went. It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell the food. As she entered, she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did, she spoke. "Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly. As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food, she looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me to sit?" The alarm woke Gen up.? It took the androgyne a moment to realize that he wasn't in his own room. Or his own bed.? And that he wasn't alone in that bed.? This was Kites' room, he remembered.? And it was Kites' deliciously warm and naked body he was snuggled up with.? And Kites' feathery wing that was covering them.? He blinked, then grinned as he remembered what they'd done. And how wonderful it had all felt. "Wake up, sleepyhead," Gen said, nudging the other boy in the side. "We're being summoned."? He listened to the announcement, then winced at the amount of time.? When the announcement finished, he looked to Kites apologetically.? "I'd love to stay and take another shower with you, Kites, but I don't think we'd make it out of the room."? He snickered and kissed the winged youth playfully on the lips.? "I'll see you in the class room, okay?" Gen hopped out of bed and quickly gathered up his clothes. Which were still filthy from the previous day's training session.? "Ewwww!" he said, making a face as he rolled them up into a bundle so that he could carry them under his arm. "Gonna need to find out how laundry works here." "Thanks for having some sex with me, Kites.? It felt fantastic!"? The naked androgyne paused long enough at the door to push himself up on his toes to give the other boy a goodbye kiss.? "And I definitely want to do some more.? Maybe next time we can try anal sex.? I've heard it can feel _really_ good." With that, Gen slipped out of the room and headed back to his own room, his bundled clothes under one arm and carrying his muddy boots with the other.? Being naked didn't bother the androgyne, having spent a lot of time that way during his growing up in the lab.? He did remember though that he'd been taught that being clothed around others was the norm for social conditions around people, so he hurried the rest of the way until he was back in his room once again. He took a quick shower, or at least as quick a one as he could manage. The pleasant feeling of water running down his body brought back memories of how good being with Kites had felt, of having the other boy's warm body rubbing against his own. It took an effort for him to finish the shower without masturbating, but he finally managed it and stepped out to dry off. The all-black clothes that had been provided fit well enough, but were not as finely tailored as the other outfit was. He posed, turning in front of the mirror to get a look at himself.? It would have to do, he decided.? He briefly thought about switching to female mode but decided against it. He'd be seeing Kites again soon, and he knew the other boy preferred him in boy-mode.? Picking up the messenger bag, he left the room and headed for Classroom B. "Good morning, Mister Chord, Ms. Harrison," he said upon seeing them when he entered the room. He nodded as respectfully as he could manage, trying not to let the previous day's humiliations set him off on the wrong foot.? "Hi Brandon, hi Kat," he added as he headed for where the food was laid out and waiting.? It seemed okay to address Brandon by his name now, given that apparently the man was no longer team leader.? It felt strange though.? He wasn't used to such abrupt changes in social structure and wasn't sure what it meant.?? The androgyne filled his plate with scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, slices of ham, toast, then took a second plate and loaded it up with pastries. Balancing the two plates with one arm, he used the other to fill a large glass with orange juice and then carried the whole lot to a vacant desk where he set them down and proceeded to dig in hungrily. Between the previous day's grueling training and the evening's friskier activities, Gen was famished. As he ate, he wondered what today's training would bring. He also wondered what Kites might want to do afterwards.? He wondered if the other boy had enjoyed what they'd done as much as he had. And if he'd want to do more.? Would Kites like to try him as a girl?? Or maybe Ireland might be interested in him as a boy?? There were so many possibilities, Gen realized as he munched on some toast.? So many things to explore. Kites was dug in like a tick when the alarm rang, never having slept as fitfully as he did last night, tuckered out not only because of the super intense training that they did, but also the other arduous "exercising" that he and Gen had participated in last night.? It wasn't so much the incessant ringing that woke him up, though it certainly broke him out of deep sleep, but rather his partner's gently nudging at his side that his eyes finally fluttered open.? His first reaction was to stretch out, raising his arms above his head as he widely yawned, his toes curling out of the sheer pleasure that came with such an action.? He turned his head to look at his glowing lover, his eyes traveling all over Gen's form until they landed on his lovely orbs, eyes creasing a bit as he warmly smiled and then closed his lids as they shared a nice, chaste kiss, though, he had a say in the matter, he'd make it last a hell of lot longer than it did just then.? It wasn't lost on him that the voice's instructions told them how much they had left but he didn't want to let go nonetheless, wanting to enjoy the androgyne's presence just a little bit longer. "Aww...but what if I don't want to let you go," he whined, reaching for Gen as the shorter youth extricated himself from Kites' embrace.? He pouted, jutting his lower lip out, but when Gen gave him that look, he couldn't help but give in.? Gen was right though.? His skin was still tingling from yesterday, a feeling that he wanted to commit to memory.? So, when the androgyne started walking around, gathering his clothes off the floor, Kites did the same, except he just kicked them around until they collected into a single pile at the end of the bed.? They would definitely need to sort out the laundry situation cause his sheets, though not stuck with mud and grime, did have several spots of semen stuck to it where it slid off his upper body but he wasn't going to have any time to really clean it off right now.? Not when the naked androgyne was so freely parading in front of him, getting ready to head out clothed in nothing but air.? Was he really going to go out of the room like that?? But the cameras... "Y-yeah, that was amazing...I can't wait for more," he breathily answered, pressing against his lover as they shared another kiss.? It was still shocking to hear how unabashed Gen was when talking about sex, having absolutely no filter nor the social awareness of saying such things, but he should've expected it at this point given Gen's birth and history up to today.? Which would explain why the androgyne was heading out the door in his birthday suit, completely unashamed.? He was already half way out before Kites managed to stammer out a "W-wait, Gen...do you really...?" want to head out the door like that... saying the last part in his head.? Nothing he could do about that but he was sure that Chord was going to have something to say about it, seeing as their incident in the elevator was not overlooked.? But they'd deal with it when it comes. Not wasting any more time, Kites quickly hopped in the shower, washing himself off of last night's festivities.? Stepping out, he grabbed a towel and started drying himself as he walked through his room in the nude, opening the top drawer of a dresser in which the promised outfit was laid out in neat sections.? Was this placed there in advance of the training room results or did someone steal into their room and placed this clothing there.? A shiver went down his back as he thought of the latter option, because if that was the case, then whoever it was would've seen Gen and Kites twisted around each other like snakes in heat.? Just the mere thought of it was enough to make him stop and will himself coming, feeling a twinge in his loins that he was sure would not be welcome in that classroom.? Donning on the all black clothing, he noted how the shirt was carefully tailored to his frame, taking his wings into account which easily fit through the cut out panel in the back, snapping in the bottom to finish off the top.? He slid on the rest, dipping his feet into the shoes and heading towards the door, grabbing the duffel bag and slinging it around his front as he pressed the panel by the door and headed out. Stepping into the classroom, he saw that Brandon, Kat and of course, Gen, were already seated and filling up on the provided breakfast foods.? He greeted Brandon, coming around to Kat and giving her a brotherly hug, whispering a "You look positively radiant this morning, sis.? Something good happen last night?"? He winked at her, then dropped the duffel bag next to the seat by Gen, wasting no time in sidling over to the table of nourishment and easily filled up three different plates worth, most of it was meat, though there were some breads and a little bit of potatoes, placing all of it on his spot, then coming back and grabbing a couple of glasses of OJ.? He was famished to say the least but he didn't care how this may have looked to the others.? Chord knew about Kites' energy requirements being a flyer so he needed to load up on lots of protein and calories to keep his energy level up through the day, not knowing what it may bring.? He noticed Chord and Harrison, inwardly cringing at the two most prim and proper people in this place, but didn't let it show on his face.? He simply dug into his food and waited for their last arrival, Mia, to see what today was going to bring them. Having gone to bed earlier then she was used to, Mia had awoken around 5 am.? She dressed herself in some work out clothes and remembering where the gym was from the tour Mr. Chord had given her a few weeks ago, went and had an hour work out. She worked all areas of her body and ended with a few laps in the pool. When she headed out of her shower at 6:30 she found the clothing on the bed.? She grumbled just a little bit about the color.? All black.? She sighed and accepted it for now.? Her red hair she tied up with a red hair tie.? At least that was her signature color.? She was hungry and grabbed a small snack from her fridge and was reading a book when the announcement went off at 7. She wondered if that meant they had an hour to get to Classroom B or that they would have an hour to ready themselves, plus eat.? Either way she was up and hungry so she finished the paragraph and closed the book.? Took hold of the messenger bag and made her way to the classroom.? Everyone was already there.? Hm, she thought, they must have all had busy nights as they all looked pretty tired compared to her.? Serves them right she thought if they can¡¯t keep it in their pants. She got a plate of food and decided to sit at the end of the table just a seat down from Brandon.? ¡°Good morning, everyone.¡±? She said cheerfully. ? After she met with Raine, Ireland didn't go straight home. In fact, she didn't go home. She simply walked. Wandering all over the city. She walked to the park and sat by the fountain and watched as the large pretty spray play and danced. She meandered through the back trails of the park to find herself sitting by the edge of the lake that ran through it. She watched as the ducks and geese swam. ? She wandered about thirty blocks to the heart of downtown. Watching as the hustle and bustle of the busyness of Port Vega slowly die down. The witching hour came and she found herself moving through the Riverview section of town--an area that if the men in her family ever found out she had been there alone at night, each and every single one of them would kill her¡and she didn¡¯t even want to think about what Imme would do. She scored there. ? Ireland continued to wander with no clear direction of where she was going until she found her laying in the sand down near the beach at? 4 o'clock in the morning looking up at the stars wondering about the deep night sky taking a long hit of a dooby. Yeah they were all gonna kill her¡ ? She was being uncharacteristically destructive tonight¡okay maybe not uncharacteristically, both Brandon and Raine had stories about her temper and what destruction it could do when she unleashed it, but she wasn¡¯t made¡she felt terrible. ? She had been the one to hurt her brother. She saw Brandon¡her was crushed and that had been her fault. Out of the three of them, Brandon had always been the most sensitive. Maybe it was that middle child thing she didn¡¯t know. But she knew Brandon and she knew his insecurities and she was responsible for playing into one of his major hang-ups. The feeling like he wasn¡¯t good enough. ? She had taken his job. And the worst part about it was that she actually agreed with Chord.? Brandon wasn't the right person for the job of leader. Brandon, on paper seemed like the best choice and the most qualified one to be team lead. At 21, he was the oldest of them all. He had been the one who had been working with Chord the longest. But he was in no way competent enough to be leader, mentor or role model for this group. And it was because of his hang-up and insecurities that did it¡held him back¡kept him from being what Chord needed, what this group needed, what she needed.? ? And she knew it and she felt terrible being the one to exploit that and point that out. It was never her intention¡but you know what they said about intentions. ? Ireland looked up to see the oranges and pinks and purples and blues of the sky and knew she had to get home.? She couldn¡¯t be late¡not on her first day¡not before she did the unthinkable. God this was a bad idea¡but it was the only idea she had. Because she didn¡¯t want to do this. ? Ireland had always been a private person wearing a mask to keep people out¡even her family didn¡¯t always see her real self if they didn¡¯t look deeper. And being raised with men, they tended to not look past the surface of what she showed them. And now Chord wanted her to share with them¡these people¡with a bunch of strangers. Now he wanted her to engage in something that she had never engaged in. Not since¡that only two people in her life knew she could do. Hell, she hadn't even told Brandon or Raine (even if Raine probably knew. He was observant like that) and now Chord wanted to baptize her by fire¡ ? As she walked in, she found Chord waiting for her, sitting on the floor outside her room looking every much like a dad. She smiled inside herself.? And that was why she loved him. ? ¡°Hey,¡± he said ? ¡°Hey,¡± she said back. ? ¡°You OK.¡± he said ? ¡°Yeah, I'm good¡± she said look at her feet, pushing a red strand from her face. ? Chord sighed. ¡°Look, Squirt, I am wanna talk to you about what happened yesterday.¡± ? ¡°I really have to get dressed get ready. The sound of reverie is going to be playing soon and it would never do if I were late my first day on the job. And I need to take a shower and change my clothes so can we talk about this later,¡± she said moving placing her hand on the door to unlock her bedroom. The door opened and she stepped inside. ? Chord face went sad but he nodded. ¡°Later,¡± he said giving her a tight hug. ? Once he let her go, Ireland rushed inside taking a deep breath. The minute she was inside her shoulders slumped. Moving into the shower, Ireland found herself with her head against the stall as water ran down over it. Typically she only like to get her hair wet on wash day¡she simply had too much hair to wet any other time because it always took too long to dry but in this case she was trying really hard not to cry so she indulged. ? When she was done, she stepped out the shower, towel dried her fluffy red mane of curls put in some moisturizer sealant to lock in the moisture and braided her hair into two French braids down the each side of her head in a style she called her Helga. The braids ended right at her breast and dripped making her shirt breast wet. She towel dried the rest of her hair hoping that the braids would stop dripping, put on the black high neck sweatshirt and the black jeans, grab the messenger bag and move to classroom B. ? Before she walk she took a deep breath, her voice cheery like it was when she had meet everyone the day before. ¡°Hey party people.¡± she said thankful that Harry¡¯s back was too her because out of everyone in this room who would know she was out of sorts, it would be her. She took the last remaining seat at the oval conference table between Gen and Mia. ? Once she was seated, Chord cleared his throat. ¡°So, A lot happened yesterday. There were some good things and there were some not so good things. I wanted to take this moment before we start our day to give you all an opportunity to express how you felt about yesterday. Contrary to what any of you may think, there is a method to Harrison and my madness. And we do care about you and your personal safety and well-being and mental health. You are not here to be our perfect little soldiers. You are here to be a part of a meaningful team which I hope will grow into family. So we do want to know exactly what's on your mind and how you felt about yesterday and what you went through and how everything ended up and how you felt about it. And while we ask that you do please speak freely. I'm also asking you to please be respectful and be prepared for any rebuttal that you may get. Be opened minded and try to see it from a point of view other than your own. Now with that being said, who would like to go first.¡±? ?
(Brandon)
Brandon didn¡¯t want to say anything but he realized nothing was going to go on until someone said something.
¡°I am open to following orders and understand my behavior was unbecoming of a leader and I apologize to one and all.¡± ?He said before sitting down.? He couldn¡¯t be angry about losing his job¡it was his fault. He couldn¡¯t be mad at Ireland for taking it.? She was deserving.? He was just not fit to lead.? He got that so he would go back to being the good soldier and following orders.? Maybe he would be better next time, he could deal with being a team player.
He would just be quiet for now.
He did look at Ireland, she didn¡¯t seem too worse for wear.? If anything she looked tired.? Was she up all night?? He sighed and moved to sneak his phone out of his pocket. ?<<I am truly very sorry.? I didn¡¯t mean to put you in this position¡I am not mad at you¡I am mad at myself.? And I am sorry for not being¡stronger when you needed me to be.? I love you!>>
He realized he sucked as a big brother, had he been more focused on getting through the scenario instead of focusing on how fair it wasn¡¯t or how tired he was or how his own mind kept him from truly excelling in the scenarios.? He kept seeing Raine as hold him back and he wasn¡¯t even here any more sure his brother was an asshat, but he definitely didn¡¯t kill him, but he truly remained in that shadow of inferiority of his.? Raine had taken his mind helping to make him insecure¡sure but it was still apparently his choice to remain there. ?
Yeah, Ireland was just a better leader in that regard¡she was more like Harrison in that vein just black and white so she could make the tough calls when he was a bit more emotional in his responses.? He was sitting there he was sitting up straight but in truth, there was a part of him that was¡mentally defeated by the demotion.? Something even he wasn¡¯t really willing to admit too just yet.
? TAG: Brandon, Kat, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison
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