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Private Durandal

Another private approached her, having herself a seat across from her and offering her water. Without much thought, Regan accepted the offer. She refrained from drinking as much as she wanted. She couldn't impose overmuch, it would be inconsiderate and possibly fuel for some of the more paranoid in the squad. "Thank you." She offered a weak smile to the other young woman as she left the APC. It quickly faded as her eyes were drawn to Private Brenna. She was being watched by this one. What terrifying hostility.

She tensed as she felt the blanket draped around her shoulders, turning sharply to be met with a friendly presence. She relaxed as she realized this man wanted to be kind, leaning back in her seat and drawing the blanket around her shoulders tighter. When he drew her attention to the water bottles, she was a little surprised she hadn't noticed them earlier. Fatigue wore at her... "Thank you. I abandoned my water, as well..." She plucked out a bottle and drank her fill. Running in her armor had been arduous, and having to keep such a fast pace had been doubly straining. She was thirsty. Though she took the ration bar, she took a moment of gazing at it to decide if she felt like eating. She was hungry, but...

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The squad leader approached her. It had been her assumption that she would be folded into the squad, at least for the time being. She wasn't injured, and she could still fight. "Yes sir." She didn't quite feel like mustering anything more enthusiastic.

When he produced the dog tags, letters, and journal, her eyes fixed on them. She accepted the items, tucking the dogtags away within her armor and laying the letters and diary in her lap. She'd have to read them later...

As the APC continued to roll on, she realized something. "Uh, sir? Where are we going?"

Trinity Stratos

A smile forced its way onto Trinity's lips as she emerged from the door to greet the arena. "We made it! Barely, but here we are. That was entirely too close!" Her complains went unheeded, as one of her teammates proceeded to show off and posture himself. Trinity simply rolled her eyes, though decided to humor him in her own way. She summoned several of her instruments, playing a short jingle without needing to get them all started individually, before Jamie approaching caught her attention. Her instruments were floating along behind her, though she kept them silent for now.

She joined the small gathering around Jamie, stepping up beside Karn. "Glad you made it. Hm?" She turned as he transformed friend flew off, spotting Prince off in the crowd. "Ah, they're here, too." She took a look at Prince's Guildmark before looking around the arena, finding it on a group that made it. "Ooh." She took a moment to try and recognize the other guild marks in the arena.

She turned her attention just in time to get wrapped up in a big hug from Fleo. "Aah, hey!" She giggled and wrapped her arms around Fleo's group hug, smiling as she heard the young lady's suggestion. "That sounds like a great idea." She suddenly remembered something, tensing and then speaking softly, "aah, but I spent all my money on my new outfit for the games, Fleeeooo, would you treat me?"

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