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1 mo ago
Current The security camera going off in the middle of the night scared me awake last night. Good times!
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2 mos ago
I would die for a Charlie Puth and Lewis Capaldi collab song.
2 mos ago
My therapist mentioned referring me to a psychiatrist for anxiety medication, then at the next appt. said it wasn't a good idea as it doesn't the issue. I would've loved the temporary relief though...
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2 mos ago
I thought a tiny woman like me wouldn't break a sweat with the timed wall sit. Ho Ho homg wtf
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2 mos ago
Started calisthenics today; not to lose weight, but to get toned and get a little stronger. It's a 5x/week type deal ChatGPT drew out for me, but my snap, crackle, pop knees sure do love to complain..
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PS, depending how long our characters have to wait outside of the train, don't hesitate to interact with Milena. Just cause she looks like she's in her own world doesn't mean she's unapproachable.
Still here too.


The train slowly screeching to a halt startled Milena back to the present. She sat up straight, her gaze falling upon the door leading out into the hall. Previously, she'd been occupied with memories from her past, whatever helped keep her mind occupied. The days leading up to that point were long and slightly torturous. She did her best to fight the idleness, but the book she carried with her could only help out so much. Rereading the same story with the same predictable twists did little in terms of entertainment, but that had just changed.

Milena grabbed her bag, opening the door and peaking outside. The officers in the hall were giving the order for everyone to step out of the train, and she complied. Most of the other members of the squad remained silent, Milena following suit as she stepped out onto the land. The sunlight directly settling on her face brought about an oddly calm state within her. Aside from the shuffling of feet and some words being spoken here and there, Milena could have very well been in her own little world. That is, until some names started getting called out, causing the young woman to turn around and pay attention to the officer doing the talking.

But her name was never called, although at that point, it was easy to figure out why. She stood back, watching the men get to work before the remaining troops were given an update. Well, not so much an update as a heads up. Milena sighed, although it wasn't out of frustration. It was safe to assume they were getting very close to their destination, and that was both good and bad. Once more, Milena stepped farther away from the train. She noticed some of the others started chatting amongst themselves, but she simply started walking back and forth, occasionally kicking debris from the ground as she looked down at her feet, her hands crossed in front of her. To anyone staring in her direction, she would appear to be bored out of her mind, but the truth was that Milena was busy imagining her immediate future. A great number of thoughts had suddenly flooded her mind, including those involving her new teammates. She would very soon have to rely on those strangers with her life, and it was odd thinking about them having such power and impact on her when she knew nothing about them. That's not to say they would remain strangers for very long, but she only imagined what the adjustment period would be like. From the looks of it, though, she came to the conclusion that maybe she'd be alright.

Genevieve was not the least bit amused with that Broker guy. He reminded her of a shady salesman taking advantage of one person or in this case, a group of people, and she didn't appreciate it. Not that everyone there was a saint; in fact, it was quite the opposite, but those superpowers he was selling sure as hell didn't come without a price, and that's not referring to their monetary value.

She then noticed Whipstitch having trouble with herself after her straightforward but rather short speech. Not being one to sit around and watch a situation unfold, Genevieve quietly excused herself to go up to the bar. She chose to walk to the other end where it was less crowded, flagging down the bartender when she got there. She waited for a moment, leaning forward on the bar top as she eyed the small but impressive selection of alcohol set up against the wall.

"May I have a water, please?" Genevieve smiled at the man, suddenly remembering she had finished her drink a while back. "Oh, and another Dozier." She turned her body a bit to catch another glimpse of Broker, curiosity getting the best of her as she wondered what exactly was in those vials. But it's not like she cared anyway...she would not be getting anyway near them. The bartender then returned, quicker than she had anticipated. Genevieve proceeded to pay for the drink before making her way back to offer Whipstitch some water.
My apologies, I finally realized I have to post at least once after every GM post. I'll have something tomorrow!
@LetMeDoStuff@Sola

Well, I meant more so establishing who's going to be whose friend and/or romantic partner beforehand and then slowly incorporating that into the posts as time goes by. I'm not saying our characters have to know each other off the bat, but I was just playing with the options.
Question. Would anyone want to discuss relationships now and slowly work towards that in our posts, or should we all wing it as we go?
@Dynamo Frokane

Ehhh, I only play with words.
@LetMeDoStuff

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