Welcome to the book called "Remnants of a soldier" There was once a solider. He would fight his life away, however his life was in fact taken away. Now he serves in a new world. Would he succeeds in which he failed? Or so the story was until random...
I rushed at her to tackle her but she dodged me and I went sailing through the door
Y/n:(sighs)Why?
I walked back into the room and grabbed my stuff
Y/n:Wake up Recruit.
I lightly kicked Jaune
Jaune:Huh? Morning already?
Y/n:Get up.(kicks him again)
Jaune:Okay okay! You don't have to kick me.
I kicked him again
Y/n:I know. I just wanted to.
I walked towards the locker room
Y/n:So all these lockers and no room for all of my equipment? That's sad.
I then looked through my bag and grabbed two shotgun shells and loaded it into my gun
Ruby:Oooh. What's that!?
Y/n:A gun Ruby. Have you never seen one before?
Ruby:Of course I have! But what does it do?
Y/n:It shoots. Are you sure you seen guns before?
Ruby:That's all it does is shoot? It doesn't turn into a blade or anything?
Y/n:Nope. Just need my shotgun ammo and my...last 2 boxes of ammo..for my machine gun...craaaaap. That's about five hundred bullets left. No wait, there's another box in there. I really need to learn counting again
Ruby:Does one box hold three hundred and the other-
Y/n:No. One hundred left in the box currently on the gun right now. But that is a good idea.
I then walked away
Y/n:Maybe I can find some more ammo for it. Hopefully anyways.
As I was walking I heard someone talk
Weiss: So, Pyrrha, have you given any thought to whose team you'd like to be on? I'm sure everyone must be eager to unite with such a strong, well-known individual such as yourself!
I heard Weiss talking to someone so I decided to listen in on the conversation
Pyrrha: Hmm... I'm not quite sure. I was planning on letting the chips fall where they may.