[color=6ecff6][b]Ximena Huang[/b][/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Pilots and ego go hand in hand,"[/color] Ximena noted wryly. [color=6ecff6]"Like barnacles and ships, or fleas on a dog. Where one goes the other follows."[/color]

Herself very much included. It came with being the best.

[color=6ecff6]"Right, good luck."[/color]

Off Yuna trot, back to Heartbreak presumably to make sure their outdoor privileges hadn't been revoked. It was going to be rough going if everyone was confined to the barracks for the foreseeable future, and Ximena wasn't sure she could stand the thought of staring at bunkroom walls. 

Lucky for her then that something more interesting to look at came wandering in. 

Jefe hadn't yet met Kat, but there was no mistaking her after reading her file. The dark tint of her sunglasses gave Ximena the freedom to look her comrade up and down, and she liked what she saw. Almost impossibly tall and covered in scars, with broad shoulders and a mighty warrior's build, Kat was a foot and a half taller than Ximena and strong enough to lift and break her over a knee. Ximena would never confine her to herself to have just one type, but Kat was undoubtedly one of her many.

She fell in alongside the eyepatched giant, grabbing a tray and beginning to fill it without much regard for the menu. 

[color=6ecff6]"Nice to see you walking so soon. Couldn't miss the action, huh?"[/color]

[@Rhona W] [@Finetales]