[h2]Celeste[/h2]
So much stupidity to save two people from the collapsed building. Hunt and Durandal seemed to bicker about Hunt kissing Jatmoore. She couldn't tell why Hunt kissed Jatmoore other than the obvious, but she wanted to chew both of them out regardless. Though it seemed Harald intervened between the two and gave them a much calmer response than what Celeste would have given. When the Sergeant asked her what happened to Sykora, she merely shrugged, she had no idea what happened to her when the building collapsed.

Some time went by, though how much was unknown, she wasn't keeping track for sure. But all seemed to quiet down, even her. People were actually working to save those that were severely injured. That's when she overheard the mountain of muscle and Harald arguing. [b][i]Jeez, like the two fuckwits who argued over Lilly as she was bleeding to death[/i][/b]. But from the sounds Harald wasn't in any mood to deal with anyone's shit. And she herself wasn't in any better of a mood, and briefly isolated herself to vent away her anger.

When she came back from her isolation, the sergeant ordered those who were still there into what could actually be called a house. Though she brushed it off to see if the destroyed house had something good to give the squad. Though she guessed most of it was buried underneath the remaining rubble and damaged beyond repair. She did find a [i]mostly[/i] intact seat cushion. Good enough for her at least, something to rest her head on. And went to find some place that was secluded to sleep, or at least take up another watch position. But it seemed she stumbled into the same place Hunt had settled in at. "Well, I hope you don't mind a slight bit of company." She said as she tossed the cushion down and placed her lance and rifle nearby. "[b]Just leave me be while I sleep and we'll be cool.[/b]" She said with a faint smile, obviously tired. "[b]But do wake me up if the Imps are going to storm the castle[/b]". And laid down, facing away from Hunt. Though Celeste went out like a light once her head met the cushion.

[h2]Skye[/h2]
Everywhere except the mess hall seemed to have little to no social interaction. And while Skye would like to socialize with those avoiding it, she settled with those that actually wanted to. A particular one caught her eye, a female, as she initially sat down with the group same group Skye was conversing with. The person didn't speak for a bit, making Skye unsure if she was just warming up to the conversation or was just there to listen. Though the answer to that was given shortly after she joined, as the person joined in on the conversations, jokes, stories, etc...

Skye would have loved to serve along side all these people, but she understood all the active squads needed members. Though she kept having fun and conversing with everyone at the table anyway.