[b][center][h2][color=magenta]Reya Wyatt[/color][/h2][/center][/b] Reya couldn’t help but smirk a bit at the ridiculous performance put on by Tarak nor could she deny that it really felt good to smile for a change. There was no secret among the surviving Green Knights that she had taken Lena’s loss especially badly and that as a result, approaching her had become even more precarious than usual. Tarak was the first person within the last few days to even attempt any level of comedy towards her and it was like an unexpected medicine in her veins. She could feel herself relax just a bit from his antics, however, the Colonel’s call to assembly meant things were again going to start moving quickly. She hopped down first to the scaffold and made her way to the bottom level carefully watching her step across the hasty construction, displaying surprising balance as it swayed slightly beneath her. “[color=magenta]If that were the case, then you’d do better with the former.[/color]” She said referring to the trademarked [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1a37-ugr_6U]metal riffs[/url] of the Lyran Commonwealth he’d first mentioned. Taking his hand, she deftly sashayed off the bottom step as daintily as if she were in a formal ballroom and walked past him towards Sunny at the small table. “[color=magenta]See, he gets it.[/color]” Sunny rolled her eyes and continued reading. “[color=magenta]Unfortunately, I don’t have anything to play it on.[/color]” Reya continued, removing her gloves and pouring a small cup of tea from a thermos. She examined her nails briefly and scratched General Kerensky behind the ears who, very ungracefully, rolled over on her back for further scritches to the belly. “[color=magenta]We didn’t exactly have time to haul my stereo from the dropship.[/color]” She said turning back towards Tarak, seeing Ziska arrive with her usual bravado. She crossed her legs and took a sip as the Raven pilot began naming prices as she approached “[color=magenta]Oh is that all?[/color]” She said to Ziska with a raised eyebrow and took a sip. The large feline under her manicured nails stretched out and purred audibly even over the din of activity around them. [@Th3King0fChaos][@Abstract Proxy]