Being called into the office--(Jack)

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Brick sat in her office looking at the summons that had just come to her. She had no clue why she was so nervous about this. Of course it could have been the fact that the summons had come by the hand of one of her brothers and it was a summons from her uncle. If there was anyone in this world that Brick feared it was her father and her uncle was the spitting image of her father. The two were twins after all. Her father was long since gone but her uncle was not. Her brother just walked in handed her the paper and left with out so much as a hello. Family never put Brick in a very good mood. She wasn't sure why he wanted her but he was summoning her. It was probably to get some more insight on the groups of trainees going through the academy and to check and see if there was any more time she had for them or something to the likes of that. She took a deep breath and looked back at her desk with her book on it. She had canceled the client that was going in in an hour. She knew that talking to her Uncle was going to take awhile and so she had told the client to come see her later at her home. It was rare she did that but she knew the client really needed her and she would not abandon them she would listen to what they needed to tell her and she would do the other obligations she had. 

There was no saying no to her uncle. She walked out of her office taking a deep breath once more and gathering the courage that seemed to have left her body the instant she had opened the summons and seen the name. She walked as quickly as she could to the Peacekeeper Academy and straight into the offices. It didn't take her long to be standing right in front of the spitting image of what she most feared. "Brick sit down now!" It was a direct order and something Brick was not going to follow at the moment. She would rather stay standing. She said not a word and when her Uncle noticed her still standing he was up and out of his seat and right in her face. "I told you to sit down." Brick squared up and stood taller. "I would rather stand thank you very much." Her eyes that were usually so calm and sweet towards her clients were now cold as ice. She felt the yank and steady herself against the man. "Commander Denton with all due respect sir. I would rather stay standing with the ability to leave at my leisure. I do have other clients to attend to and would like to get this over with as soon as possible." 

Her words only seemed to fuel the fire in her Uncle's eyes. "Miss Brick Eloise Denton SIT!" She was pulled to the chair and promptly dropped into it. The keepers outside of the room looked in but were quickly turned away by her uncle. Brick was beginning to lose her own nerve. She hated being called her full name and to top it off her Uncle sounded like her father. If only her grandfather was still alive. He wouldn't allow, nor would her eldest brother but she coaxed herself into relaxing a bit but her eyes stayed cold. She stood up once he got to his seat and kicked the chair back away from her. "I told you I would rather stand. I'm not a child anymore Darin." There was venom in her voice and though her uncle wasn't nearly bad as her father the hatred for him was fueling the venom. Darin began to chuckle and sat down. "Defiant as ever. Fine i don't have the time and neither do you to do this. I need to know about my students. Do you have time to see each and every one of them in the next three days?" "That depends Commander Denton. How many will I be seeing in a day." She pulled out her calender and looked at him expectantly. 

It took a few more minutes and she was finally turning out of the commanders office and heading back through the academy. She was not paying attention when she ran into someone. "Sorry" She said without even looking up. Her eyes were still cold and she was unfeeling as she had willed herself to go numb half way between leaving her office and heading into her Uncle's.

[Jack Lexington]

It’s only my second day back at the academy after my involuntary break and I must admit I feel a little out of place. All the other cadets have advanced to another level, passed a row of test, which I can barely catch up on yet they haven’t given me the boot just yet. I was told that they’ll determine at the end of the course whether the ‘incident’ has held me back too much and I’ll have to repeat the whole training or whether I’ve caught up enough. I try my best, study the rule books until late at night and try some easy exercising but even the easiest jog has me breathing like a steam train. I know I’m not supposed to exercise for another two weeks but I can’t possibly do that without throwing the whole course. So I keep telling myself that I can do this but at the end of day one I’m so spent that I pass our before dinner.

The next day after the morning class I sit outside with a bottle of water and an apple in my one hand and a book in the other but can’t concentrate for the life of me.
“Shit.” I mutter and chew without actually tasting the fruit.

A group of people are walking across the large dusty yard kicking up some of the dirt, which ultimately makes me cough. Not a pleasant feeling even though I am supposed to cough because it expands and strengthens the lungs. Yet it makes my face turn red.

I scowl at the group as if they knew and return to my lecture. The regulations of searching a home….not interesting at all but the necessity if I want to do this job right. More and more I get the feeling that I do. What started out as a mere adventure is slowly becoming somewhat of a calling, I want to help save people from the likes of Jins and I know I can. I’m strong and ruthless enough to do so.

The sun is beating down so much today that I feel if I keep sitting our here any longer I’ll turn to dust myself so I get up, grab my water and keep reading the darn paragraphs while heading inside. Every now and then I look up but since I know these hallways well now I can keep studying.

That is until somebody run into me full frontal. Involuntarily I wionce because a shoulder got me right in my chest.
“Watch where you’re going!” I huff angrily when I come face to face with a brunette. Instantly I know I’ve seen her before but it takes another second until I can place her.
“Doc…” Doh, I forgot her name.

I bend down to pick up the rule book I dropped and shake my head at her.
“Are you following me around?’ I tease her a little because I remember that she was rather friendly but then I also remember she’s a psychologist and I don’t really want to get seen with her.

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Brick was usually not one to run into anyone when she was here at the academy nor in every day life. It happened every so often but today was not a good day for it to happen. She was in no way in the mood to deal with people being jerks to her because of it. She was in no mood to actually deal with anyone at the moment. All the normal emotions that ran through her had been evaporated and replaced with the ones that showed her as a soild stone or brick wall. She hated being summoned by her Uncle even if it was only to get more work. She hated being the runt of her family and the odd ball. She could do with out family interference. Then again her Uncle was part of the reason why she had so many of the men in white coming to her.

In a way she was grateful but in another she hated it. She wanted to be treated with respect but that didn't happen. She was still treated as a disobedient child. It took a her resisting and a potiental fight for them to get down to the real matter at hand. She knew her uncle wasn't as cruel as her father had been. She'd actually done the whole psychologist bit on her Uncle but still the man treated her like trash. She shook the thought out of her head when she heard someone snap at her. When her eyes focused in on the man infront of her all the coldness that had been in her entire body seemed to slowly start vanishing away.

"Mr. Dunham, I am not following you around. I was here because I was called her by command." She didn't want to admit how intimately she knew command at all. She noticed a second after she had spoken that he was jocking. A small smile crept its way onto her face. A much better look on her then the cold and unfeeling one she had been giving off earlier. "I'm glad to see that you seem to be studying. Sorry about the whole running into you thing. I had a little to much on my mind." She would have chuckled at her own idiocy only she wasn't completely calmed down yet and she wouldn't be until she was out of here.

Another peacekeeper trainee in another class scowled at her as he walked by. She rolled her eyes. "Jeremy you aren't going to erase me by just doing that. You can't erase blood." She turned back to Matt.

[Jack Lexington]

I remember the psychologist mentioning that she works closely with the peace keepers and takes a look at cadets and real peace keepers on a regular basis. Still I didn't expect to see her here since I was sent over to her office.

It's both, a bit of an awkward situation and a little pleasant because she's generally a nice person and much more pleasant than most women I know, Kyanite excepted.

"Mr. Dunham, I am not following you around. I was here because I was called her by command." She explains instantly recalling my name. Good job...ver professional.

"I'm glad to see that you seem to be studying. Sorry about the whole running into you thing. I had a little to much on my mind." I guess she's glad they took her recommendation and didn't instantly boot me.
"That's alright. Me, too. Like how I can get all these darn regulations memorized in two days."
I hold up the 400 page rules and regaultions of peace keeping...issued by the president himself.
"Heavy stuff."

One of the cadets of my class walks past her and she tells him off. Looks like they are related. But that's none of my business. I've seen him before at the training center as well. He's a career, too. Buff guy. Maybe I'll talk to him later.

For a moment we stand there a little awkwardly before I decide to keep moving on before people realize that I actually do know the psychologist and draw their own conclusions.

"I'll see you around. Probably." With that and a small smile I continue my path wondering what she's here to do. At least not me, this time.

Up in our room I meet Vy who's also studying and ask where she had to do anything special after the incident but she denies it, which makes me wonder why only me. Tyren never mentioned anything either. I make a mental note to ask my friend later when I see him.