Seren
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Post by Seren on Sept 10, 2012 16:39:03 GMT -6
Marika wasn't one for clubs- too loud and rambunctious- and steered clear of arcades (those video games rot the brain!) She did, however, enjoy laps in the swimming pool- and the gym. It was nice to fade into the mindless work of honing one's body to stay strong and fit. Her hair bobbed in its ponytail as she jogged on the treadmill, feeling it slow and matching her stride hurriedly, before hopping off once it had died down more. She ran a hand over the back of her neck, feeling sweaty. It would be good to shower once she was back in her wing- she disliked the gym showers.
The dappled-eared young woman glanced around, dark eyes taking in her surroundings- not too many people out- before gathering her bag and heading for the door and the hallway. Might as well head back- even if it meant going past other, more crowded areas of the wing.
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Post by Viper on Sept 11, 2012 9:09:10 GMT -6
Marika wasn't alone in the gym.
Viper had a strict training regimen which she followed to the letter. Physical training wasn't her top priority-- she'd more often be found in the labs of the R&D wing-- but it was important, so she made sure to keep herself on a regular maintenance schedule. She may not be a Brawler, but she wanted to be sure she could still put up a good fight.
She'd finished a little while ago and rinsed off in the shower. She'd been gathering her things when she noticed the new girl. Probably an Assassin or an Agent by the looks of it, she figured. Well, since Viper took it upon herself to be acquainted with everyone in the organization, she saw this as a fine opportunity to get an introduction out of her. Swinging her black duffel bag over her shoulder, she sprinted a little to catch up to the girl.
"Hey, newbie," she greeted, not in an unfriendly tone.
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Post by Seren on Sept 11, 2012 19:12:25 GMT -6
Marika was trying to resist the urge to scowl at the thought of rambunctious members far her seniors acting like foolish teenagers. Her bag thumped against her side softly as she stepped down the hall, not halting at first when she heard the words, shrugging them off. She realized after a brief flash of confusion that she was being addressed, and turned to look at the approaching girl- a bit older than her, no doubt.
She was tall, slender- with dark-colored ears. Her ears twitched as she halted, turning her body some towards her, brow furrowing up with a scrunity she gave most. "Me?" Her lips twitched, unsure of how to address her.
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