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Lefebvre, Leo Results Spring 2020

GEN 208 - CLANDESTINE OPERATIONS                   B- TE 301 - FIGHTING: IN PLAIN SIGHT                         C WT 303 - SWAT TRAINING                                          C- WT 302 - ADVANCED PRECISION SHOOTING          C+ PE 101 - THE WORLD AROUND YOU                        D

He has been trained for excellence, and all throughout the years, he had been getting nothing but straight A’s. It is to nobody’s surprise that Leo’s grades dropped considerably towards the end of the year, after discovering all the secrets his family held, and well, all the Cecil related stuff. It was not a good semester for the youngest Lefebvre, but at the point of registration, he feels hopeful for the upcoming year, his last.

His interest for Protection and Enforcement only grew even more, and he wishes to take more classes of this particular major since, well, he found a new path in his life: protecting people.

Taylor, Isabella Marie Results Spring 2020

GEN 206 - SPIES ON SCREEN                                B+ SF 301 - READING BODY LANGUAGE                    B AT 301 - DISARMING THE ENEMY                           A CP 202 - COVERT OPS IN THE PUBLIC EYE           A-

The semester prior she decided to take only four classes, since she was pretty much on duty with the witsec students and dealing with way too much stuff (we’ll call it ptsd, but she won’t even dare to mention it). Still, she managed to get decent grades despite it all, and just wishes to get back in track. 

The upcoming semester will hopefully be more calm. As a third year, Ella realized she almost finished all the classes in her major, so she decided to take a break from it (though not really, since she’s taking a fighting class just within a different major). And yes, she’s realized how much she misses dancing, so she decided to join the Seduction people in their one class. Though she expects everyone to suck, she is excited. 

She is also considering making it official. That empty room she filled up with mirrors, she plans to turn it into a dance club or something like that. She has been missing this part of herself so much, she is trying to figure out a way to make it all work together, so if any of you wants to join, hit a girl up!

Beck, Aria Results Spring 2020

GEN 207 - HOW TO DISAPPEAR                                      B+ TE 201 - SELF-DEFENSE AND THE UPPERHAND          C+ SF 201 - THE POWER OF DANCE                                     A- SF 302 - JANE AUSTIN SURVEY                                       B- AE 402 - ADVANCED HACKING                                        A+

The way she is proud of herself for her grades this semester!! She managed to get two A’s in and only one C, which hasn’t happened in a long time. The semester was stressful at best, but somehow she pulled through!

It is her last year, and she decided to drop the Seduction major. It just didn’t feel much like her, but she is grateful for what she learned in three years, but encryption is where it’s at for her. She’s scared of the her geneds because she somehow manages to over complicate things there, but she’s so pumped about driving. Since she learned, and drove cross-country, she is sure she can take this one on!

As always - it was showtime. The cameras were flashing, glinting off the exquisite dress that Valentina had picked out, just for her. It fit like a glove, almost literally. It seemed like no matter how hard she tried, her hands couldn't escape the glittery material.

Her signature hair toss was now augmented - a shimmering veil cascaded down her shoulders and caught every flash of every camera. She felt like a walking, purple disco ball - and it felt amazing. All eyes were on her, just as they should be. Nothing could have brought Mora more joy than this. exact. moment.

Calix welcomed her to the stage, and she walked slowly, toe in front of heel, to join him. His smile glistened like her dress, and she allowed the smallest of smirks to creep into her face as he called out, "And next, the dazzling Ellemora Datum!"

"Thank you, Calix, for having me." She gently sat in the seat across from him, careful to not look into too many cameras. Keep your attention on Calix - that was going to be the strategy.

"Okay, Miss Mora. We have to start with the obvious question. You are from District Three. Whatever possessed you to volunteer?"

Mora smiled, thinking back on her discussions with Electra. It almost pained her to do it, but her Mentor was right. "It's hard to say, Calix. It happened so fast. But I... I had found myself around a knife a few times back home. Had reasons of my own for knowing how to use one. And that poor girl who's name was called... she wouldn't have had a chance. I was more prepared to go in, so I Volunteered."

Calix held a hand to his chest. "The altruism. Who was she?"

"I honestly couldn't say. I just remember her looking so... small. Fragile."

"Like you?"

"No, Calix, nothing like me." Smile. Look to a camera. Look back.

Calix's booming laugh took over the soundscape. "Rumor has it, though, Miss Mora, that you are quite enjoying your time in the Capitol. What's been your favorite part of being a Tribute?"

"Oh, the fashion!" In a true show of honesty, Mora threw her hair over her shoulder and raked in the oohs and ahhs as her outfit glistened in the lights. "And, of course, meeting so many great people - like yourself."

"Oh, sweetie, you are much too kind and much too young. But have you met.. you know... a special someone?" Mora's mind flashed briefly to Victor, who was the only person she had even a hint of a romantic connection with - and even that was stretching the idea of the word.

"No. I've been solely focused on what needs to be done to get me to Victory."

"Single-minded! We like it. So if you haven't met anyone that way, maybe there's someone in the other direction? Who do you hate? Tell us the truth, now!"

This time it was hard for Mora to hide her face as she flashed through plenty of interactions - Sawyer, standing her up. Ren. But no - it would not do to play her cards so loosely. Unfortunately, Calix knew better, prompting her with, "Ohhh, we can all see those thoughts in your head, Miss Mora."

She shook her head, forcing a smile to her lips. "No, no, just remembering some funny things that happened the past few days. I can't say anyone really holds a candle to me, Calix, but I will say this: there are a few of the outer Districts who might want to watch their backs a little more closely than usual."

"Ooh. Spicy. Yes. Well, Miss Mora, our time grows short because I do have a lot of interviews to get through - so I'll leave you with one last question. If you win -"

Mora gasped and turned to the audience with a look of playful outrage. "If?!"

Calix boomed a laugh out. "Ooh, she's confident! I'm so sorry, of course. Not if - when you win -"

"Thank you -"

"When you win, Miss Mora, do you want to step into a Mentorship role?"

Mora laughed and once again tossed her bejeweled hair over her shoulder. "Oh Calix, of course! Poor Link needs a nap."