At the blare of the alarm Linn stirred in her sleep then cracked open her eyes. As her hearing cleared and she heard the alarm better she shot up out of bed in a panic. [b][i]‘What the fuck is going on?!’[/i][/b] Thinking there was some sort of emergency she scrambled out of bed knocking her leg against a hard desk fumbling around in the dark, finally reaching the door. She pulled it open and ran out looking for the emergency. When her comrades came into her vision, their lax demeanor and yawns made it seem like there was nothing to worry about. Looking up the hall she noticed Vita was the source of the painful alarm and she was pausing in front of doors hovering until there was a disgruntle sound then moving onto the next. [b]“Are you fucking serious?”[/b] Linn mumbled as she leaned against her doorway relief and her sleepiness coming down on her. A damn alarm clock that is. She yawned herself and looked down and gasped realizing that she was only in her boyshorts and tee-shirt so she ran back into her room and slammed the door before anyone saw her. 

Yawning again she flipped on the light to see the grey painted walls and the black carpeted floors of the average sized room. Linn then went into the adjoin bathroom and brushed her teeth and washed her face. She decided to leave it clear of makeup except for a little mascara and tied her long hair up into a high ponytail leaving her bangs on her face. Walking out Linn opened the closet and pulled out a pair of spandex shorts and a blue tank top. She laced up her combat boots and walked out into the hallway and into the living room. She looked up and stopped when she saw the guy who was nearly comatose on the floor last night. She hesitated for a moment her shy side coming out seeing he was engaging in conversation with another person. She waited for a second before strutting up to him tapping him on the shoulder before rounding and standing next to him beginning her questioning, [b]“H-How are you standing up on your own? Did the put that poison into you again?”[/b] She tried to glance at the back of his neck but she was to short and huffed in frustration.