[hr][center][color=bc8dbf][h1]Frankie Cabrera[/h1][/color][/center][hr]
[b][ Fleetwood Subway Station ][/b]
[@Polaris North]

“Yeah, ‘antsy’, the understatement of the year.” She chuckled. “I'm pretty sure any place but here would be more exciting.”

Patience wasn't exactly Frankie’s best virtue, in fact, it probably never even made it on her “life list”, at least when it came to having to wait around for something she really knew next-to-nothing about. Still, she supposed it was better than sitting out in the wasteland with the high possibility of being eaten by [i]something[/i] unnatural. Even living amongst Raiders was safer than that, which in and of itself was a surprising thought. 

“So…” She glanced over at the collection of armored Paladins momentarily, before returning her attention to Marvin. “What are the odds of us getting armor like that?” She smirked, more or less trying to keep herself entertained, and maybe get a rise out of the other. “I mean, here we are, a few scraps to run around with, meanwhile, [i]those[/i] guys-" She motioned her head toward the Brotherhood’s direction. “-get to walk around in a tank.” Her nose crinkled up, thinking just how unfair and unbalanced it all felt, but on the brightside, she will most likely be kept busy enough not to think about how much things suck.

“Anyway.” She sighed. “I try to keep my head clear during times like these, especially because I have a feeling my hands will -quite literally- be bloodier than yours by the end of all this.” She paused for a moment as though thinking of that statement. “Unless I’m dead, of course.” She shrugged, removed her leather motorcycle jacket and tossed it aside before raising her arms up above her head to continue her stretching exercises from earlier, the charcoal gray t-shirt lifted up just enough for her belly to show, as well as the silver navel ring that was stuck through it.

“Yep.” She said matter-of-factly. “It’s Yoga. Don’t judge.” She then proceeded to arch her back several degrees and holding it for a few seconds before straightening up again and lowering her arms in front of her and smiled. “It’s probably the only thing keeping me from punching someone in the face.”