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Dr. Selena Legacy
Raven hair
Deep intense piercing blue eyes
5'8"
Well curved and very toned body
Very clearly at least part Native American

Professor of Ancient Studies at one of the most prestigious mens academy in the nation. One of the only female professors there as the students tended to try to run off or get female professors fired. She had one thing in her side which was 10 years in the military and several years guest teaching in military academies around the world.

She stood staring out the window of her classroom her hair pulled back in a single braid Her near uniform looking business pants suit she looked almost lethal appearance. Written across dry erase board was Dr Legacy and the first topic of discussion. ~The Psychological affect of Sex causing Warfare~

As the bell rang she turned looking out over her class. Deep intense blue eyes looking to each student in turn. She silently noted the ones that seemed to wince at the weight of her glance and the ones who seemed to "puff up" and those who did a good job hiding any reaction.

I am Dr Legacy. I have been told about your attempts to run off female professors... Read your syllabus and my introduction and judge for yourself if you really wish to make that attempt with me. However if death and combat can't scare me... Trust fund gentlemen will probably not stand a chance... But... if you are up for the challenge... Bring it Gentlemen. If you are squeamish about the topic on the board leave my class now and transfer out I will not have you wasting my time or your own.
 
Ted Van Stratten fixed a wry smile on his face as he sat three rows up in the lecture hall. A fierce display for her first day.... Well, that's to be expected. The school did have its reputation of intimidating female professors. And one as incandescently sensual as Dr. Legacy, well, an armed guard might be more suitable.

But it was refreshing to hear her acknowledge the game that was afoot, and her confidence air made the challenge all that more alluring. Ted would have to compare notes with his twin brother Tom, who'd signed up for the professor's afternoon section. They'd certainly something interesting to talk about at rowing practice.

The professor's blue eyes scanned the room and Ted met her gaze full on, matching her assuredness. She was nothing he couldn't handle, his glance told her. ...Though he swallowed a bit more noticeably than he would have liked.

She broke off the glance, flashed a quick knowing smile of her own and returned to the lesson.
 
The little rabbit trying to be a lion... she thought to herself... Mr Van Stratten might prove fun... Glancing around she could also spot those too terrified to even think right now much less move from her classroom to escape what they knew they could not handle. There were others who's eyes were still bugging out looking at the board. Soldiers they were not but she could break them all just as easily... those who chose to stay in her class that was.

That class progressed uneventfully except for a couple of students who tried to cause a disturbance. One of them being stupid enough to attempt to slap her and found himself within seconds on the ground with his arms twisted up behind him and her high heel on his back.

Mr... Erikson... I gather you have learned a valuable lesson now on why it can be fatal to judge someone to be weaker than you without knowing them... another reason wars begin... thank you for being such a good example of might does NOT always make right... Now your boy there Mr Tate can help you limp to the deans office explain why you both are there and have him remove you from My class if you do not think you can handle it... IS that clear?

Letting him up after he nods quickly and yelps out Yes Yes Ma'am. As those two left the class room she glanced back around...

Any question? If not your assignment is the first 5 chapters of book one and at least a 12 page report on the war of your choosing from those chapters on how sex played a factor or was used during.

As the bell rang she simply sat down at her desk... Dismissed!
 
Thomas had gotten the text from Ted right after class: The new Prof is 1 hot byotch!!

So he knew to be wary, but couldn't have been prepared for anything like Selena. And, since her defiance and confidence seemed to have been so effective in the morning section of her class, she struck the same tone in the afternoon, wilting most of Thomas' classmates, alarming the rest and arousing them all.

Thomas, ever the provocateur wasn't about to let this creature claim any footing on the boys' domain. After Selena issued her challenged and strafed her 70 calibre glare around the lecture hall, Thomas raised his hand.

"Mr. ..." she checked the seating plan, "Van Stratten? Did you enjoy my morning lecture so much you're back for another helping?"

"That would be my brother."

"They made two of you, hmmm?"

"Yes Ma'am. God must be a chick.... Um, Professor, I just curious... When are your orifice hours?"

An outburst of cackles, whoops and suppressed giggles broke out in the old august lecture hall before Professor Legacy restored order.
 
Well then I am sure you both learned to read... so My office hours in in the file you were given We will be returning to the lecture now... with NO MORE interruptions.

Two of them she thought... and both just as cocky as the other... Should prove entertaining she thought as she continued her lecture and gave out the same assignment.

Several days had passed with the Van Stratten twins attempting to be a challenge... and clearly not getting the reaction from her that they wanted. two weeks into the semester she had arranged with a nearby military base to borrow various weapons but no ammo so there would be no accidents. Her own personal sidearms however always loaded as she kept them safely locked in their holsters.

Curious how these trust fund punks would react to actual weaponry. She had even made arrangements much to the concern of the Dean of the campus as a whole to take her class to a field that the school owned but never used and set up a weapons range for them to at least see first hand what the weapons were truly capable of. Assisting her in there were several uniformed soldiers with what appeared to be Spec Ops tags on their uniforms who treated her like their CO. For classes this day she wore a black second skin tshirt and black BDU pants and her boots. She looked more at home clothed like this and far more lethal than she did in a dress suit as she normally wore to teach.
 
The twins joined their other classmates milling about on the field. Their tough, testerone-charged banter tried to compensate for the uneasiness they were experiencing by being taken out of their element.

Here, out of the classroom, their cockiness diminished. They were off their home turf literally and figuratively... and more on Selena's. And when she appeared in her sleek black combat gear, they felt every bit a boy and she their commander.
 
She talked them through each of the weapons and the wars where they had their hay day or created and still used. The Spec Ops present would fire off the weapons that she spoke of in demonstration from hand held to jeep mounted weapons. Weapons from wars dating back to "biblical" times all the way to the current skirmishes and world spread battles.

Her eyes seemed to light up with each of the weapons and seemed to become more and more alive in this element.A genuine smile gracing her lips as she watched the weapons and then thanking the soldiers as her class periods ended she dismissed each class with their homework assignments and an extra paper to try to explain their psychological state as seeing the true raw power of of weaponry and the devastation they can cause in a matter of seconds.
 
Though each of the twins had a good deal of studying and work to do for their rigorous course load, it was Professor Legacy's assignment they took on first. Compelled by a desire to get their reactions on paper, they wrote with clarity, honesty and insight about the devastation and power they'd witnessed and the visceral reactions they'd had.

"Wrenching," Ted described it, "and transformative."

While Thomas wrote, "I've never felt so small and so alive."
 
She sat back in her office reading all the papers as they filtered in. The Dean of the department wondered how her little experiment went as he had served in the Air Force long ago though that was something few people knew about him.

SO His voice boomed How did these boys do Soldier? He laughed as he took a seat.

Some very entertaining answers... she replied holding a few papers towards him. Everything from Vulgar to terrifying to a pointless cause of a headache...

The Dean laughed Let me guess Mr Erikson got a headache... For one of our star ruby players that boy gets far too many headaches... I feel sorry for any woman he marries....

They both laughed as she handed him the Van Stratten twins papers.

The resident twins seemed to have gotten it I have to admit I am a little surprised.

The Dean read what they wrote and nodded. Your experiment worked what do you want to ask the Dean of the campus this time Selena... I see that look in your eyes that you already have another plan.

I want to take them to the base for a live fire event on the firing ranges... even if they just choose the "kiddie pool" and shoot at targets or if they chose to get walked through a scenario wearing kevlar and a pack with actual soldiers guiding them. These boys need to know the real world and you know it... probably better than the rest of these trust fund suits...

He just nodded and smiled to her. DOn't worry I will talk to our boss and back you 100% Selena. Walking from her class room he nodded to the twins and kept walking.
 
On the range, Ted had an unsettling feeling. Ironically, brandishing the weapon Selena had issued him made him feel more vulnerable, something gnawed at him inside. It was just him and Thomas and a number of the instructors from the range who the Professor was commanding.

He watched her move with a few of them over a hill and then they were out of sight in the strange dusky twilight. Then he heard the staccato fire of automatic weapons and the screams of wounded men too chilling to be simulated. Selena reappeared over the rise - the black body stocking accentuating every curve, her shell-like armor making her even more lean and lithe. She held her sidearm in her grip and now leveled to fire at Ted from 20 yards.

Flustered, Ted reached with panic for his the weapon in his holster, fumbling, he pulled the trigger and weak stream of water squirted out no more than ten feet in front of him.

Selena laughed with pitiless disdain, her Luger still trained on Ted's forehead.

"You're a boy. You're just a fucking boy. Think you can play with a Man's toy? Think again."

Selena squinted one eye and steadied her aim

Ted awoke bolt upright in bed, panting, his eyes wide with terror, sweat rimming his face. He gazed across the dorm room where his brother slept fitfully.

Whatever they were getting into with this new instructor, he wasn't sure even they were ready for.
 
After a few days of classroom work and lectures they were all back out at the base firing range.

You have your choice gentlemen... You may remain here with Sgt Green and Sgt Willliams at the standard range. Shooting at non moving targets. Or you may chose to come with myself and Sgts Herons and Davis in a live fire simulation. That is NOT to say that here on the stationary range you will not be using live ammo all that means is that those who go with me will have this device right here attached to their shirts and once they are... "hit" the devoice will begin beeping... when it is one continuous beep the field will consider you dead and you will be done with the simulation.

Some of the other wealthy young men were getting quite over this and over Dr Legacy and mumbled amongst themselves about having to seriously find a way to get rid of this psycho bitch... looking to Tom and Ted to see what they think.
 
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