[i]Four days later, Oxfordshire countryside, 17:00 [/i]

Cassie was rather early to the bar, but it was for very good reason. While her peers spent their time just chilling out in a bar just a few days ago, Cassie did most of the dirty work. Lots of physicality, wrestling, and fighting overall. She might've been the hardest working on the squad so far. That did take a toll on her body and she needed to unwind. Unwind by chilling in a tub full of ice and water to flush out all the toxins in her muscles so that they'd be ready to go. This process was known as "ice bathing", very commonly used by athletes everywhere. It might've been a very unpleasant experience, but the end result was very well worth it. The end result brought stuff like refreshed muscles, and it might've taken a while for the patient to regain feeling, but they'd feel fresh and not as sore as one would think. Cassie was a firm believer in this, and she was chilling a metal tub of ice water, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEKDozT0lNQ]aggressive rap[/url] blasting on the speakers next to her. She hated this froofy British shit they had here, she needed some good ol' rap back from the states to keep her connected to her roots. It was a good pump up song, kept her on her toes and motivated to strangle Lancaster. But, no ice bath was complete without some good ol' American Whiskey. On the rocks, just the way she liked it. She was on her... third glass now? Cassie enjoyed her liquor, especially good American Whiskey, however Coke and Vodka had to be her favorite. All the taste of America with some Russian kick. 

A man came into inform her that her time was up, and Cassie nodded, downing her glass of whiskey and sitting up, clambering out of the tub as water dripped for miles off of her. She got dried up fast and changed into some dry, clean clothes. She couldn't do anything but wait as the blood came back to her muscles, reinvigorating them. But if she tried to move now, she would probably fall over on her face and be as graceful as a drunk penguin. A few minutes had passed before she had regained feeling in her legs. She thanked her buddy for allowing her to take an ice bath, and she stepped outside to see her teammates sitting on the stool. It was a bit obvious what Cassie had just done, but it didn't matter, she had the upper edge when it came to physique. She checked her phone to see an unread text. Oops. She was already here anyway, so she figured she was on time. Cassie sighed and stepped over to behind the bar, sitting down and ordering yet another glass of Whiskey. It was a bit apparent that Cassie had a bit of drinks in her. But it was ok, she could hold her beverages.

As her teammate made a toast to the team, she raised her glass and hiccuped, before sipping on it like it was her life.