[color=gray]Kana lay in her cot with her earphones in, her head was on the aisle side. Kana moved her cot so it's side was against the wall rather than the foot of it. She had one leg rested atop a crooked up leg and her foot bobbed to the beat of the music she was listening to. Her head was propped on one hand while the other held onto a can of spray paint she found somewhere in the base. Kana sprayed the next to her cot with graffiti and arts. She wasn't too good at it, but she appreciated her work nonetheless. The first bit of graffiti was more just black lettering that said [i]Kana's bed, screw off[/i], Kana had underlined the lettering and then spray painted a fist flipping the bird. The second piece of graffiti she sprayed above her was a yin-yang symbol that wasn't very symmetrical at all, the two circles inside yin and yang were replaced with a ball of fire and a shard of ice.

Her glowing orange eyes remained fixed on the wall while she worked on the third and, in her opinion, best work yet. It was a stick figure of Phi getting ignited by an intricately painted Kana who was snapping her finger and winking at Stick-Phi. Kana has a grin on her face as she watched the graffiti come together, it took up most of the room on the portion of the wall and even overlapped a bit of the bird-flipping-fist. Kana had drawn an arrow from her name on the [i]Kana's bed, screw off[/i] sign" at her painted self and then wrote "Fickle Phi Fiddle" with an arrow pointed at the stick figure. When she finished, Kana threw the empty spray can off to the side, unaware of the noise it made on the concrete floor because her music was so loud. She put her other arm behind her head and studied the artsy wall before taking a deep breath and just enjoying the music.

Kana was wearing shorts that went half-way down her thighs. Her red and black striped knee-high socks covered most of her legs save for the space between the socks and shorts. She wore a black tank top with a red hoodie over top of it, there was some black text on the right breast of the hoodie saying [i]Certified Badass[/i]. The hoodie was unzipped and ended up getting bunched up underneath her. The sleeves were bunched up at her elbows and she wore fingerless red and black striped arm gloves that went half-way up her forearms, they matched her socks. Kana was in the mood for red today, something about this Phi asshole attacking her just really made her angry and red was her anger color. She had dyed her hair the day after arriving in Pavar, it was mostly black with streaks of bright teal in it. The hair reached down to her shoulders.

The song she was listening to changed, and a smile curved on her lips when it did. She started to sing along. [color=white][b]"I'm about to lose~ my mind. You've been gone for so~ long, I'm running out of time."[/b][/color] she sang smoothly, [color=white][b]"I need a doctor. Call me a doctor. I need a doctor. Doctor. To bring me~ back to life~."[/b][/color] the loud music could be heard with a high pitched drop of sorts before turning into a smooth yet energetic melody. She then sang again as the tempo dropped a bit, [color=white][b]"Bring me~ back to life~"[/b][/color]. As she sang the final word in the line, the hard beat came and she started to bob her propped up foot again. She repeated that line two more times before seeming content with her sing-along and just enjoying the hardstyle.

After the song's melody ended, Kana took in a breath and sat upright, stretching with her elbows bent and her back arched before sliding her feet into her red and black running shoes. She stood and looked at her large duffel bag with all of her colorful clothes in it. There was no organization in the duffel, it was all just jammed in there. More clothes poured out of her open locker. [color=white][b]"Hm... Maybe I should tidy that sometime..."[/b][/color] she mumbled to herself but then shrugged.

Kana kept her music playing while she left the barracks, though she changed the genre from hardstyle music to something a little more... [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2ySqF3GT7M]Badass[/url], as she walked down the tight corridors of the retrofitted missile silo. Kana had crossed the paths of some nameless faces she'd seen around but didn't bother acknowledging them. Her stomach grumbled and she was intent on making it to the mess hall to get some crappy grub. Kana subconsciously matched her pace with the music and minded her own business. While she walked, she snapped her fingers and created tiny balls of fire that danced around her hands. She spread her hand out like she was looking at her nails, the fireball split into smaller ones that tipped each of her fingers.

The mess hall. Kana had spotted it and pushed the door open with no regard to anybody that might be just on the other side of it. She spotted some people in the mess and spread her arms wide, [color=white][b]"Greetings, fellow rejects!"[/b][/color] she called out, [color=white][b]"Who's ready to pummel this Phi-guy into submission?! I sure as hell am!"[/b][/color] Kana spotted Delta just as Theodore introduced himself, [color=white][b]"How about you, Mr. D? Wanna go track this guy down and give him the good ol' one-two?"[/b][/color] she made fists and punched the air with the classic boxing combo, complete with fire for added effect.[/color]