[center][color=6ecff6][h1]【Ｃｅｌｉｃａ】[/h1][/color]

[color=6ecff6][u]Level:[/u][/color]
5
[color=6ecff6][u]EXP:[/u][/color]
15/50
[color=6ecff6][u]Word Count:[/u][/color]
880 (+2)
[color=6ecff6][u]Location:[/u][/color]
The Avenger
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Celica had one hectic night. She hadn't thought about a lot of things she likely should have as she explored the ship. It wasn't until she was approached by someone who looked exhausted, as if they were trying to track her down for hours... in fact, they had likely been tracking her through her last reported locations, and every time they got there, she'd already be gone. But she had finally been given the message that she was designated a bed in one of the rooms. Either it was chance, or perhaps someone in charge of such things saw her talking with Primrose earlier, but she would apparently be sharing a room with her. Which also meant she was taking the place of someone who had been recently lost, which didn't make her feel the best, but this wasn't exactly a luxury cruise... whatever that was. 

Celica had stayed in the sick bay for one more night, to make sure she was ready for what was to effectively be an immediate deployment. But everything checked out, and she was released by the next morning, at least in time to attend the gathering where the upcoming plans were discussed, and she heard her name in the group that was going to the Frozen Highlands. Not the most welcoming of places by the sound of it, but she didn't have much experience with the cold... Mira was a pretty, warm planet all things considered. And the places she had called home in the past were equally normal in temperature. This would be her first time experiencing any sort of 'frozen' landscape. But, they had called for explorers and the like, and while she wasn't exactly an expert on the subject, she was technically a part of the Prospectors back home in the BLADE program. So, this was effectively, for all intents and purposes... her job. 

Well, that wasn't the only thing that was her job, as she left the meeting to find out where her equipment had been taken, and was soon suited up with dual weapon holsters on her hips, which when it was time to head out, would be slotted with her [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/07/cb/69/07cb6923d3dd11ba0964fbff28ee8bde.jpg]Dual Automatic-Pistols[/url] which fortunately were energy weapons that ran on heatsinks, so she didn't need to carry any ammo with her. It was the last real remnant of her people's technology that she carried with her. And while they didn't look like much, they were impressively nasty weapons to be on the receiving end of. 

Remembering Primrose had said she intended to be part of the group going to the Forbidden Kingdom, and of course hearing her name in the Gold Team, she decided to seek her out before the team left. She truly didn't have much to say, she didn't want to get too close to anyone. The way things had gone all her life, anyone she got to know would soon be a memory and before long she would be introducing herself all over again to new people, only for the cycle to repeat and repeat. Yet, a part of her truly did hope that all of this could be undone. The home she had found, it wasn't one she wanted to let become a memory. 

When she found Primrose, she waited for an opportunity to speak with her, before approaching and crossing her arms behind her back, unsure how to start the conversation, and so she just did, rather bluntly. 

[color=6ecff6]"I wanted to thank you, for being one of the first to speak with me. There's one other I should probably thank as well, if I can find them. But I heard last night that I will be taking the vacant bed in your room. I'm happy it's with you at least, and I hope it's not intruding, as I know that, it only recently became vacant... but, I wish you luck on your mission, and hope to see you again once we're back here. After all, it would be rude to go and disappear before we even get our first night as roommates."[/color]

She gave her a smile, and a bow of her head, hoping that got across that she was only joking, and that all she really meant to say was that she hoped she came back from her mission in one piece. For her own part, she was worrying over the cold she was going to have to endure. It wouldn't be an issue in her Skell... it could handle any environment. The things could walk around in lava fields... but she had been informed that it would still be, quite some time before her Skell was operational again. Not only did they need to figure out HOW to fix it, but it was going to need entirely new parts, parts that Celica could not tell them how to create. After all, it was a human-made machine, using alien technology, and not her people's alien technology, but a completely different alien species... maybe if they were to meet some Ma-non, they could buy parts from them. With what she had learned about this world so far, who knew what might happen? 

She couldn't stand their voices... but if nothing else, a Ma-non ship would be an incredibly welcome sight at this point.