[center][h1][b][color=deepskyblue]Fitness Feya[/color][/b][/h1][/center]
[center][h3][b][color=cyan]Enjoy the Sights[/color][/b][/h3][/center]
[sub][right][color=teal]Interacting with: [@ProPro][@Old Amsterdam][/color][/right][/sub]


[color=cyan] Feya's nose whistled as she breathed through it. She observed the navy soldiers and how they proceeded to argue amongst themselves. She crossed her arms, looking at them with a disappointed gaze. [color=deepskyblue]"Well, this did not lead to anything productive,"[/color] she complained. Her plans of possibly participating in a workout regimen compromised of Navy techniques had been blown out of the water. 

	   It appeared that the Navy had strange characters as well. She tilted her head to look at her mink crewmate. [color=deepskyblue]"I might just explore the sights a bit. Maybe I'll find something to increase my strength, if not, I"ll just head back to the ship. I'm not planning to stick around with this constant bickering. It looks like I won't be able to get a word in. The nerve of that guy..."[/color]

	Feya Fitness referred to the lazy approach by the more lenient individual. Shaking her head, she continued to shrug her shoulders. Not sure if she could convince him otherwise. She saluted Caesar as she began jogging down the road. [/color]