Amelia Schön
Amelia had managed to get some well needed shut eye, sadly for not as much as she wanted however as she was not the early bird type despite her profession. Still it was better than nothing considering the events of the night before. She felt restless so the plan was either go sneak of somewhere for some me time and deal the excess energy or go ham in the gym.
The gym was where she decided to go, the plan was to go work up a sweat and appetite, then go clean herself up and grab a bite. She headed to the gym in a sports bra and shorts, before she would do anything she needed to do some warm ups beforehand to prep her muscles. She preferred to do cardio and light weight lift exercises, it was usually her go to. Upon entering she noticed one of her squad mate powering away with some weights and decided not to disturb her the time, preparing a treadmill for use to do some cardio.
Catching her slightly off guard, her squad mate had come over to introduce herself, it was always good to meet new people right? Especially ones you’re more likely going to work with for quite some time. She was distracted though, her squad mate was like tall, really tall. ‘She is one tall ass bi…. stop staring, stop staring’ her inner thoughts rang out in her mind. “That’s right! Thank you, your shooting was like top notch, your err... Peacenik right? Nice to meet you” she said offer out her hand for a shake.
Looking down at her arm though, Amelia’s tendency to speak before thinking won over immediately. “Oh my god, you like have like a metal arm dude, that is so awesome!” in her excitement she ended up touching it, it didn’t feel how she expected it to. “This totally makes you a bad ass in my book” she said smiling with a bit of excitement. Her inner thoughts then kicked on once more. Her mind raced of how stupid she probably just sounded and probably just offended the woman also, considering she had no idea how she ended up with said prosthetic, her mind immediately imagined herself getting totally choke slammed through the treadmill, so she retracted her hands, it was like her mind raced through all the emotions once. “My bad”
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Freyja Svensdotter
Freyja unfortunately didn’t get much sleep; yesterday was just… where could she even start to process? The squad has lost several planes, lost a pilot, others got injured, found saboteurs and had another one of their own hospitalized after a fire fight. To say the least, it was a very tough time for the team mentally and physically. Still she barely knew anything of her squad mates other than what could be shown on their files and as such she decided to simply compartmentalise the events and lock it away. probably a bit harsh but she couldn’t afford to get distracted should they suddenly need be needed for a mission, on a good note, at least Kat should be back with them today after getting cleared. It was nice to have a little chat with her and Fuka.
Freyja had spent the morning going for a jog around the base, enjoying the time alone to clear her thoughts, after a while, she would go back to the female barracks and clean up before getting dressed into her working uniform, her dark blue shirt having the patches of shattered steel and her squadron on it, along with her rank etc. it felt appropriate to at least look professional she thought to herself, she also tied up her hair into a ponytail, slapped a pair of aviators hanging from one of her pockets for the when outside.
She made her way to the base’s mess hall, it looked much better than it did after last night chaos, she decided to get her a pretty decent if yet simple healthy breakfast, having herself an avocado toast with boiled eggs, she also had to get a coffee for that little bit of a boost, she found herself a place and sat down, not even getting disturbed by the guys that gave her crap the other day. She was enjoying the moment before no doubt Scott will be calling them in at some point the day.
[@anyone]
Amelia had managed to get some well needed shut eye, sadly for not as much as she wanted however as she was not the early bird type despite her profession. Still it was better than nothing considering the events of the night before. She felt restless so the plan was either go sneak of somewhere for some me time and deal the excess energy or go ham in the gym.
The gym was where she decided to go, the plan was to go work up a sweat and appetite, then go clean herself up and grab a bite. She headed to the gym in a sports bra and shorts, before she would do anything she needed to do some warm ups beforehand to prep her muscles. She preferred to do cardio and light weight lift exercises, it was usually her go to. Upon entering she noticed one of her squad mate powering away with some weights and decided not to disturb her the time, preparing a treadmill for use to do some cardio.
Catching her slightly off guard, her squad mate had come over to introduce herself, it was always good to meet new people right? Especially ones you’re more likely going to work with for quite some time. She was distracted though, her squad mate was like tall, really tall. ‘She is one tall ass bi…. stop staring, stop staring’ her inner thoughts rang out in her mind. “That’s right! Thank you, your shooting was like top notch, your err... Peacenik right? Nice to meet you” she said offer out her hand for a shake.
Looking down at her arm though, Amelia’s tendency to speak before thinking won over immediately. “Oh my god, you like have like a metal arm dude, that is so awesome!” in her excitement she ended up touching it, it didn’t feel how she expected it to. “This totally makes you a bad ass in my book” she said smiling with a bit of excitement. Her inner thoughts then kicked on once more. Her mind raced of how stupid she probably just sounded and probably just offended the woman also, considering she had no idea how she ended up with said prosthetic, her mind immediately imagined herself getting totally choke slammed through the treadmill, so she retracted her hands, it was like her mind raced through all the emotions once. “My bad”
@Smike
Freyja Svensdotter
Freyja unfortunately didn’t get much sleep; yesterday was just… where could she even start to process? The squad has lost several planes, lost a pilot, others got injured, found saboteurs and had another one of their own hospitalized after a fire fight. To say the least, it was a very tough time for the team mentally and physically. Still she barely knew anything of her squad mates other than what could be shown on their files and as such she decided to simply compartmentalise the events and lock it away. probably a bit harsh but she couldn’t afford to get distracted should they suddenly need be needed for a mission, on a good note, at least Kat should be back with them today after getting cleared. It was nice to have a little chat with her and Fuka.
Freyja had spent the morning going for a jog around the base, enjoying the time alone to clear her thoughts, after a while, she would go back to the female barracks and clean up before getting dressed into her working uniform, her dark blue shirt having the patches of shattered steel and her squadron on it, along with her rank etc. it felt appropriate to at least look professional she thought to herself, she also tied up her hair into a ponytail, slapped a pair of aviators hanging from one of her pockets for the when outside.
She made her way to the base’s mess hall, it looked much better than it did after last night chaos, she decided to get her a pretty decent if yet simple healthy breakfast, having herself an avocado toast with boiled eggs, she also had to get a coffee for that little bit of a boost, she found herself a place and sat down, not even getting disturbed by the guys that gave her crap the other day. She was enjoying the moment before no doubt Scott will be calling them in at some point the day.
[@anyone]