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[center][i]September 10, 1914[/i][/center]
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It was a very foggy encounter for Reyna when she met Jean that night. The only thought that she had when she looked at Jean was that he was doing more or less ok. When he asked the question if she couldn't sleep? The answer was a shake of her head. Was she ok? A nod. She even barely registered the fingers wrapped around her left hand, but concluded their purpose was to guide her to a place to sit. That was, of course, the chair. She was tired of the floor that night and a chair was a lot more comfortable than a floor. At the very least, she woke up a little more than she was earlier. 

Then a question was asked. Why did she join the Edinburgh military? Reyna thought for a moment as she registered Jean finally letting go of her hand. She noted about the fact that Jean's parents were killed in some incident in Liege City. A refuge? She still had one at home where the mansion was. Her parents were alive and well, as well as her nation. It was not under direct threat as far as she knew, but it was still under threat. Finally, Reyna gave Jean her answer. [color=FFFF00]"My reason to fight? It's a very simple one: I wanted to choose my own path and to make sure the Imperials don't ever threaten my homeland. If they ever got through Europa, Vinland would be next."[/color] She paused before speaking further, listening to the news. That was....bad and good at the same time. On the one hand, many innocent people died even if they were military assets. On the other hand.... it could bring a swift end to the war that was already upon them. Either way, Vinland was likely to join after an event like that and that would mean its military forces would be here.[color=FFFF00]"It's...not necessarily the best news but at least home is likely to get involved. It'd be stupid not to at that point. But, Jean, your reasons to keep going should be the squad. We all want to help each other get through this. It may feel like it, but...you don't have to bear burdens alone." [/color]

That was rather silly, coming from an introvert like herself, but it was true. People in war, she knew, fought for those beside them. It was all in the stories and she believed them. Everyone counted on her just like they counted on Jean. A team effort, war is. Now that she thought about it, that sounded silly even in her head. Just when she thought of that, however, Jean seemed to be...about to lean towards her direction? Quickly, she adjusted the chair so that his head would land on her thigh, which would be much more comfortable than the chair itself or or side. Apparently, Jean was more tired than she thought: he was fast asleep. [color=FFFF00]Hehe, had this happen before. Who was it...oh yeah both Scott and Eleanor did this too! Oh how many times did those goofs do that to me? I can't quite count now.[/color] Reyna couldn't help but have a quiet giggle as she looked at Jean's head. It was her opinion that everyone looked adorable when they were like this, and Jean was no exception. Whether it was because it was comfortable or for some other unknown reason, Reyna didn't dare wake him up. Instead, she took the rest of the night watch over for Jean, unable to move her leg. As well as keeping watch, she wrote in her journal a little about the events that transpired, of her current feelings. 
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There was only one word that stuck out when they reached the White Hart Inn. Baths. Reyna was just as surprised as the rest of them when the Imperials didn't shoot and this was apparently neutral territory? However, that word was the only thing she could think of as she called for the baths first. She didn't care where she had to walk through to get to this point, she was there. Soaking in a nice bath and [i]finally[/i] getting rid of that dirt and grime she so hated. The small injuries she had hurt a little, but she didn't care. There was only a few things missing: maids and butlers to bring her anything she wanted and the bath tub being luxuriously large. But, compared to everything else that happened this was the ultimate luxury she could have. Something so small but much appreciated made her feel really good and almost forget about the events yesterday. She didn't care if someone walked in on her, only that they contributed to her pleasurable bath experience if they did for seeing her in a vulnerable state like this. 

However, this unfortunately had to come to an end. Others needed to use the baths too and it would be rude of her to not let them enjoy this pleasure just like herself. She already laid out her spare uniform and clothing earlier, just now getting out of the bath and putting them on herself after looking in the mirror and smiling to herself. She took her time, of course, as there was no rush. She made sure everything was proper before exiting the bath, moving into the main area of the inn. It looked like everyone was having a good time, though a few of the members were off doing other things. However, Reyna had a specific goal in mind now. 

Getting permission to use the kitchen, she set about this goal and borrowed a pitcher, followed by the making of what would be the product of Vinland-made tea. Better still, there was an availability of sugar here in this inn. After purchasing some of the sugar for use formerly,having plenty of money, she put in three cups of sugar in the pitcher that was now filled with warm tea and stirred it. It was this making of sweet tea that her mother, Melissa, taught her claiming "Every Vinlander woman should know how to make sweet tea, even if you are wealthy!" Reyna wholeheartedly agreed with this. But...these people were not Vinlanders. They didn't know what was so great about sweet tea made by a Vinlander did they? She had to fix this. She made a second pitcher of sweet tea and went out, offering tea to everyone in the squad that was still downstairs first. 

Following this, however, Reyna went upstairs, eventually heading near where she found Isaac and Britta were thanks to the owner. That was when Reyna heard it. Sounds that were....something. She didn't even knock on the door yet she barely heard them. It was also vaguely similar to the sounds she heard right before she had the birds and bees talk with a couple of embarrassed maids and a butler, one of the maids even being her personal maid who did most of the talking. While she was not completely familiar with the sounds, she knew enough that it'd be best to not open the door. Instead, she walked away and decided they could have tea later. Though, she felt a little flushed after such sounds and her thoughts were slightly in the gutter. 

After that...news of a pleasurable experience going on Reyna went to the final target for the enjoyment of tea: Jean. She didn't know what was going on, but she still wore the pendant Jean gave her since it seemed to both comfort him and was significant to him. This time, she listened before she opened the door, and after deducting nothing was going on in there she knocked on the door, with a tray with a pitcher and a few cups in her hands.

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