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Chapter II -- The New Cyber Kids
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'So, I'm standing there like an utter idiot, and all of a sudden the
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syringe flies across the room and into my shoulder!' Adir was telling
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several of his new coursemates, all huddled excitedly.
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'Into your *shoulder?*' Karin asked with silent awe. She always spoke
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silently.
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'Still have a nasty mark,' he answered, 'Look'. He lowered the thick
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green uniform to reveal a blackened old bruise. 'This is where it went
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in', he gestured just below the neck.
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'And I though I had it bad', said Dennis. 'I still think I had it bad.
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Bastards wouldn't let me out for a smoke. We sat there for hours'.
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'Well, you got in front of me in line. You have the bigger Personal
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Number.'
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'That's Time Length!' Sharon excitedly pitched in. 'Nothing's more
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important!'
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Adir found the whole concept of 'Time Length' *incredibly* stupid.
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'Alright, line up', Shani said from the now open classroom door, just
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enough for them to hear. Adir has yet to decide his stance on the whole
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constant shouting business, now that's it's over with.
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They lined up in front of the classroom, all fourty two of them.
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'One minute to attention', Shani said coldly. 'Look nice for the Course
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Commander'.
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'ONE MINUTE TO ATTENTION!' bellowed Roi. Well, maybe not entirely over
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with.
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After much more than a minute, the CC showed up.
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'Alright, alright', he chuckled. 'Come on, get inside'.
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It was 11AM and Adir was fiercly struggling to stay awake. The CC was
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vigoursly instructing them on Operating System Internals, and Adir
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realised that for the first time in all these months he is in real
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jepoardy of dozing off. He stood up -- joining most of his coursemates
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at this point.
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Much to his surprise, Re'em nudged his shoulder. He had fallen asleep.
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Adir suddenly felt a wave of despair. What else is he supposed to do?
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'Could I go?' he suddenly blurted out to the CC.
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The CC stopped mid-sentence, and everyone turned their fragile attention
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to him. The officer was so surprised he did not even seem about to scold
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him.
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'Go?' he asked, frowning with puzzlement.
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'Yea'.
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Silence fell, and eventually Adir realised the CC was expecting him to
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say something else.
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'Pee, I mean'.
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Yotam did not expect this from Adir, who had never piped up before.
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'Be a bit more professional next time, please', he said, and gestured at
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the door. Adir fuddled out with elation.
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'The key,' Yotam added.
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'Here man', mumbled Bar and tossed the keys at him. They hit his face
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and fell to his hands.
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The heavy metal door closed behind him. He stood at the small, empty
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space outside, overlooking the muddy nothing with the few benches in
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between. Everyone was still studying.
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He took a deep, exhausted breath. He felt the warm sun on his uniform.
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He stretched lazily, feeling some strength returning.
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Adir rounded the small classroom towards the restrooms, very slowly,
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humming to himself.
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He inserted the key in the door -- to his surprise, it was unlocked.
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A tall, red headed coursee opened the door. Behind him was another
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squat, dark haired soldier.
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'What?' he demanded.
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Adir saw his stripithings. Black and white. These must be the new Cyber
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coursees.
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Asocial as he was, even Adir picked up on the long lasting rivalry
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between the Computer Systems Infastructure Managers and the Cyber
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Security Defense Specialists. He could not understand why -- they do
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pretty much the same thing -- but this was a fact of this place,
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inherited one course cycle at a time. He did not buy into it, though. He
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would treat this person with utmost respect.
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'Pee', he answered diplomatically.
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The Cyberer sighed.
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'Don't make a mess', he reprimanded. 'We clean this up later'.
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'Everyone cleans this up later', he said. The Cyberer looked at him as
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one might a deranged, fuming chimpanzee.
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He 'ugh'd and left.
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By the time he got back around the classroom, everyone was outside. How
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long has it been?
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Naturally, he went to his desk for his three minutes of intense sleep.
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When he sat down in front of the computer, however, he did something
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else -- and was not quite sure why.
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'I don't understand why you would act like this', Commander Dan told
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him. 'You've been a good soldier so far. Where is this coming from?'
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Adir was vaguely aware of the situation. They were sitting around one of
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the tables outside, after Dan pulled him out from class. He suddenly
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felt cold.
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Adir did not answer, because he genuinly did not know what this is
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about. Why can't he hold on to thoughts lately?
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Dan did that thing where he sits and stares until Adir blurts something
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out to break the silence. Every single soldier ever trained for command
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used this tactic liberally, certain all the enlisted would break under
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their steely gaze.
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It never worked on Adir, and he quite liked seeing confusion creeping up
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their faces.
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Dan was a bit proud for that, though. 'You skipped out on the CC's
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lesson,' he continued, 'And now you write this nonsense on the course
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forum. You're one of the better soldiers here. Why?'
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Adir's poem burst out from the nothing, and he was supremely proud of
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it. It read thus:
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The New Cyberers / Pooshellu
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The Man Bar hands me the key,
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Methinks to meself, make water I shall
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And just when the hand reaches out for the trousers
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Into the room enter the new Cyberees.
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The first's eyes fall to my stripthings
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Purple is great, yet he did not see it thus
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His nose rising just shy of his brows
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'What, do you have a bathroom key too?' he asks
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The restrooms are for all coursees, says I
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Yet Cybereeno remains unimpressed
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*Do me a favor, he begs with a look of plea*
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Don't thrash the bathroom
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Wer'e cleaning them later.
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'I thought it was funny', he stated.
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'And you came here to laugh?', Dan inquired.
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He stared Adir down again. Adir mulled the question over.
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'I know things are difficult', Dan finally gave out, 'But get a grip.
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You've been given a great privelege. Act like it'. He left.
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The others were just pouring out, and as soon as Dan was out of sight
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many they flocked to Adir.
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