[center][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/170112-the-treasure-of-emily-gray/char#post-4590012]Aelithia 'Aela' Matia[/url] [color=#31B404]The Candor [u]--------------------------------------------------------[/u][/color] [b][color=steelblue]Current Deployment:[/color][/b] Jupiter's Moon, Callisto [b][color=steelblue]Current Time:[/color][/b] 14:21 Post Meridian, Earth Standard Time, 2207. [b][color=steelblue]Current Assignment:[/color][/b] [i]To Be Determined.[/i] [/center] Swish, crack, boom, crack. The snapping of air as it was split gave a loud cry before the deafening sound of Aelithia's left leg hitting a bag that lit up with each strike. A screen projected the amount of force and speed behind each. She would pause between each kick. She was ensuring they had an equal or more rating on the screen. Her sweat was flying from her leg and face. She was breathing with fast and heavy sucks at the moment she propelled her leg to deliver a kick. The bag would bend as if it would stay that way however as it came back down it returned to normal. A marvelous design of alien technology and a human primal inclinations. She placed her hair in a ponytail. Using a band she had on her wrist. She began to hear the sound from the intercom. She was just winding down on her training for now when it happened. She took slow breathes and walked to a mirror. This was her room. It was spacious indeed but it also led right to the weapons storage room. She had a clear view of the weapons from her other wall monitor. She listened to Paladin talk while she wiped her face with a container of water and a towel. She was wearing a small pair of blue shorts, a white undershirt and her pink towel hung from over her shoulders. She walked with a casual switch while drinking her water with a steady pour, her lips puckered to take it in. She briefly took the water top out of her mouth. [color=#31B404]"I hope this is worth it."[/color] She muttered out loud as she walked down the halls bare foot. Finally approaching the bridge she crossed her arms in anticipation. [color=#31B404]"So what's the deal?"[/color] She asked frankly to no one in particular. Her assumption was that Nikki could easily make out where she was and what she said to be a part of the conversation. Even if she didn't want her to be.