Bygone times. (Shane)

Esme had been a little bewildered to learn that she was not expected to join the Garrison as she would've been required to be a soldier in the legion.  She could actually choose to be anything she wanted! The jobs were so much like those in the world outside.  She knew this was like a new society, but...but...this was just wicked.  She still didn't know what she wanted to do, but there was no rush.  Still, she felt some melancholy when she thought about her military time in the once existing legion.  Therefore, Esme had Mac show her around the Garrison where visitors could take a peek.  This time, she went on her own and entered the armory.  There were a lot more weapons than she had ever seen in one place, not even in the legion.   She looked around her surroundings in awe.

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Shane had just finished replacing the weapons he had used for training that morning whenever an unfamiliar woman walked in to the armory. He could tell from the way she looked around that she was new, but experienced. Probably ex-legion if he didn't remember her from Camp. Either way, he could see even from here that she was pretty. Maybe he would just have to introduce himself.

"Hey there." He greeted with a million dollar smile. "Need help finding something?" Well, at least he could be helpful, if nothing else. She was probably just lost anyways.

Esme turned around when she heard someone talking to her.  It was a young man with dark hair, and he had a pleasant smile on her face. Esme smiled back at him.  "Oh, hi!" she greeted him.  "No, I'm fine, I was just looking around.  It's been awhile since I looked at an armory.  The last one was back in Camp Jupiter..." She walked over to a stack of daggers and picked one up, observing it.  Esme turned her head around to look at the young man over her shoulder.  "There are a lot more weapons here, though.  More modern ones than I would've imagined, too.  Are they used often here? Like, the guns and rifles?"

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Shane shook his head. "No, most of us keep to the traditional weapons. Those are mostly for the telumkinetics to practice with." Picking one up, he checked to see if it was loaded before turning back to her. "It's a good skill, but we're too old school to break tradition. Until they do, we won't."

"So, how long have you been on the island? If you were at Jupiter, why haven't you wandered in here before?" It wasn't unheard of to have a new arrival from the camp days, but it was becoming more and more rare with every passing month. The ones who were missing tended to stay that way most days. It was a hard truth, but one he had accepted a long time ago.

Esme nodded when he informed her that the modern day weapons weren't as used as the old ones.  "They as in, Camp Bast?" she asked, wondering if he meant that unless Camp Bast started using modern weapons, then those in Concordia wouldn't.  "I admit that I like the usage of older, mythological weapons...makes me feel like I'm part of the ancient civilization our parents thrived in.  But I guess we'd have to respond to the enemy using modern weapons with our own." She put the dagger down to turn around to look at him again.  "I've actually just arrived on the island.  It's been a little over a week, I guess."  She smiled ruefully.  "The reason why I couldn't have arrived sooner was that I got separated from the rest of the survivors after the attack.  Another girl was with me, thankfully, and we've been wandering around San Francisco for five years.  It was only recently when we were found by an agent."  Five years.  It was crazy, but at the end all was well.  She was thankful for that. "I'm afraid I haven't introduced myself to you yet.  I'm Esmeralda Nolan, but you can call me Esme, if you wish.  My father is Vulcan.  It's nice to meet you."  She extended her hand for him to shake.

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"Well, I'm glad they found you." Shane agreed, extending his hand to shake hers. It must be hard, having been out on their own for so long. Not knowing where to go or where back up was. He would've gone crazy. "Captain Shane Walker, son of Ares. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." It wasn't ofteb you ran in to a
Nice, pretty girl who knew something about weapons. Especially one that he wasn't in charge of.

"I'm really glad, too.  I thought I'd never see my friends again, and they're like my sisters...you know, Accalia, McKenzie, and Selena?" she asked him.  She knew that not everyone on the island would know each other, but it seemed that the girls were pretty prominent on the island.  Well, maybe Mac wasn't as much as Quinn and Calia, but still, chances were the young man in front of her knew one of them at the very least.

She shook his hand.  "It's nice to meet you too, Captain Walker...or can I call you Shane?" she said, knowing right off he bat that he was part of the Garrison.  He was also a the son of the Greek counterpart of Mars, which made sense for him to be a soldier. 

"I can't say I've heard of them." Shane replied with a slight frown. One of them sounded slightly familiar, but she was probably one of the idiots from intelligence if he didn't care enough to remember a face for a name. Still, he liked the vine this girl put off. She interested him, that was for sure. "You can call me Shane, just don't tell anyone I said that." Winking at her, Shane looked around for a second before a large grin graced his features. "So, Esme, would you like a tour of the Armory? I'd be more than happy to show you around."