[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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Location: Mess Hall (building 2)-> heading towards Infirmary[/centre]

Niesha stepped out the mess hall mere moments after stepping in. She hadn't eaten much of her food, and doubted it would matter in the long run. She had something, and that was all that mattered to her right then. She shoved her hands in her pockets, standing there for a moment or two, before she started towards the infirmary. It wasn't a long walk, she knew from experience, yet she slowed her pace, dragging it out. She wasn't quite too sure why. Was she really that reluctant to do things today? Or maybe she just wanted a few moments to herself. There were times when she did just crave a few moments, or even hours by herself. 

And then there were other times when she wanted to be around people. Today, she couldn't quite decided which she wanted. Alone, she thought that there was nothing she wanted more than to head back to the messhall, talk with Kristina a bit. And yet, she hadn't wanted anything more mere moments ago then to be alone. 

It was going to be a long day, she decided. And maybe that was a good thing. Maybe days like this, of uncertainty. To know that you were truly live. Sometimes it was hard to remember that, when even behind the walls, you were just surviving. She thought on that as she entered the infirmary, glancing about to see if there was anything she could do, and if there was anyone else was there.