As the fog cleared from the mirror Kensi almost didn't recognize the face staring back at her. She almost appeared to have aged a whole decade in the last few days. Worry lines creased her forehead, and her wet golden locks that were currently pasted it her face made the paleness of her skin stand out harshly. This war was murder on the woman. If only she'd died back on Reach with the rest of her squad. Mathers was never much of a religious person, but she figured any afterlife had to be better then this one. Kensi swiped more of the foggy vapor from the mirror and examined the rest of her body. Thirty-one years old. A full two thirds of her life had known only this bloody war. Leaving its marks on her body like a living history book. The newest, shrapnel scars along her right flank, were a reminder of Reach. 

It was no use reflecting on the past. She had no past. Each day was new, yesterday and their memories forcefully removed from her mind like a virus. She had no need for them. They only served to muck up the present. The same for the future, she couldn't take her eyes off the mission before her for something that may not ever be. She finally snapped her eyes from the mirror, turning away from it as she ran the towel through her hair. All the while her mind was now running through the inventory within. 1 BR55 Battle Rifle, 4 magazines of 9.5x40mm rounds. 1 M6C/SOCOM sidearm, 5 magazines of 12.7x40mm rounds. 2 M168 Demo charges. 2 Frag Grenades. The demo charges weren't her standard issue. Then again they were going into Covenant controlled areas. Bringing down a building or two would be necessary. 

With the charges secured in the rucksack portion of her armor Kensi pulled the chest piece and and finished fastening it to her body. She rotated her shoulders a few times to back sure the fit wasn't to tight. Part of her was a little nervous. This would be her first real jump since Reach. Two months of hospitals and physical therapy. Two months to wallow on the mistakes she made then. She couldn't continue to let that effect her. Kensi shook the thoughts from her head as she slammed her locker shut and turned for the exit. There is no past, no future. There is only now, and how many covies I can blow to hell.