Stubborn Little. . . - HI Log 2It had been yet another uneventful day for the young she-virus Iyzebel, who was currently strolling about the main virus town. She still didn't really have a job or anything like that, nor any real duties aside from the occasional assignment passed on from the big boss himself. Not that she really cared. Being the lazy, lone-cat that she was she often spent time by herself. Lately, however, she'd taken a little interest in the virus town, and had spent quite a few weeks just exploring and seeing what this "city-life" was all about and why is was so appealing to the others. From what she'd seen so far, it'd just been kinda noisy and fast-paced. Ah, might as well keep skulking about. Who knew what entertainment she might find here?
However, as the she-virus rounded a corner she came running into a certain young ginger-haired, gray-blue-eyed man. She took a few steps back, hackles raised in anger. "Oi, watch i' birdbrain!" she snarled
Training - DF Log 1Tiffany: Tiffany had still been getting used to her new "home" at the army base in Vienetta district. It was a lot to take in--planes going in and out, squads of cadets running about the various training courses, large war ships being taken care of along the piers, and shouting from all over. It was almost intimidating, though growing up in a large family had toughened and prepared Tiffany for this. Especially since her older siblings had all served in various spots in the army. Not only that, but her family just happened to be the largest supplier of fire-based weaponry to the Vienetta army. But all of this aside, Tiffany was still trying to learn the ropes. She was a bit old for a cadet, and while she was usually extremely confident and outgoing, she almost felt reluctant to interact with anyone. She sighed and crossed her arms, leaning up against the door to the cadets' bunks. Training was scheduled to start soon.