Selection (1)

"What do you think of your recommendations, June?" Elder Vess asked her as they surveyed the field littered with students. Only a few of the potential combat instructors managed to keep the students from running wild as they pleased.

"Aurel is still young," June said, turning towards the young woman who seemed to be having the worst day of her life. "She's easy to anger and doesn't know how to channel the anger. The potential is there, of course. I wholeheartedly believe she could become a professor someday."

"That's high praise," Elder Vess said, not as appreciative, "considering how badly she did in today's class. I'd even say she's not much of a teacher material."

June didn't say anything, only watching Aurel argue with her students loudly. She couldn't help but shake her head.