Pharynx sat against the wall, watching as the other changelings gathered around their drill instructor. He didn’t pay much attention though, he was more focused the time.

Or rather, he was counting down the seconds.

“Oi! Private Pharynx,” the Instructor yelled, an annoyed expression etched into her face. Pharynx did bother to learn her name. “What ya think you’re doing sittin’ back there?”

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Hello everyone. I just wanted to say a couple of things in regards to the progress of my story. For once I decided to be smart, look over what I already had, and combine it with my initial idea for the story to create an outline for the rest of the plot. You would think that would help me work faster, but there is no limit to how distracted I get, and my procrastination skills are second to none. Antony C would be proud.

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