The common room was most probably Petya's favorite in the entirety of the Hall. It was built for entertainment purposes only, and appeared to be the kind of place the shapeshifter could spend weeks in if there was a need for it. They had a jacuzzi, a bar and plenty of people to... well. She wouldn't complain, couldn't. Maybe this League thing wasn't a bad idea, after all. The thief still had her reservations, of course she did, but Orchid trusted these people, and Petya trusted her partner. The healer was idealistic, but not some naive newcomer. The League didn't seem to tie her down as much as it gave her another place to leech from. Pickpocketing brought her enough money to live comfortably, but this? This was so much better!

The shapeshifter still had trouble counting herself as a recruit, especially a new one. Petya certainly didn't think of this as a full-time thing, and the words ”new recruit” made it sound like she'd actually become something else over time. Still, however short or long she'd stay, Petya knew she'd enjoy her time here. Orchid would be happy about the arrangement too.

Oddly enough, Petya couldn't find the healer in the common room. One would think that her partner would have been the first to welcome the new recruits into the Legion. Perhaps the healer was simply busy, at the moment. Green eyes swept through the crowd. Orchid really wasn't here. Well now. A slight frown appeared on the shapeshifters face, before quickly disappearing with a shrug and a laugh. In the end it didn't really matter. Petya was fully capable of making new contact with others. Connections were important, no matter where you were or what face you were wearing. What mattered was that you didn't expect them to always be there.

But that could wait, just as Orchid made her wait. Taking a drink with her, Petya stepped out of the common room and walked the corridors until she found her way into the dormitories. And oh joy, they weren't even that well reinforced! However could she keep her hands in check? It was such a shame she was working with these people now. It made stealing a trickier thing to deal with.

It was then, from the corner of her eye, that she noticed someone opening one of the doors and walking off. Another recruit, Petya recognized. He'd left without her even noticing. Why was he here instead of building those oh so important connections to the other heroes? Perhaps he was much like her, here only (mostly) for the resources. Interesting.

Petya gave the man some room to walk where he was headed, which ended being one of the swimming pools. For a moment, she leaned on a wall and followed the mans movements from farther away before approaching the man with confident steps.

The next time Killshade reached the end of the pool, Petya was there, lips settled into an amiable smile. The moment the other man reached to tap the end of the pool, Petya was there, tapping at the moist tiles with near perfect timing.