it's days like these, you gotta find it in some other way, so one foot in front of the other [OPEN]

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Now she's decided she needs to go running, and with people constantly in and out of the sensorium, reliving old battles (Honestly she thinks do I go in there and recreate the bridge of the Basroil? No.), the halls seem like the best place. Simply put, the gravity's getting to her and she's afraid of being a burden to her team just because she spent almost all her life in half G.

So you can find Lafiel in the hallways, the walls flashing past her eyes in a monotonous display of throbbing meatiness as she jogs.

The floor, however, is uneven. She steps into a pothole and falls abruptly, followed by a string of curses in Baronh. She's sprained her ankle.

After bandaging herself up (too prideful to accept help from Stacy), she'll be at the mess hall, downing bowls of the bland, proteiny glop, because after a workout, you really don't care all that much about taste.

Find her in either place.

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To an Abriel, everything is a competition. "I suppose you're right..." She says, sounding unconvinced.

She manages to put most of her weight on that foot. "Much better. I can't thank you enough."

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Kelly's that way too. But she was trying to make you feel better, Lafiel. "I tend to do that sometimes."

She breaks into a wide smile. "Glad I could help. We have to stick together if we want to get off this ship after all."

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"I'm not sure if that's even possible." She says as she walks a few experimental steps. "I'd be content if I could simply make sure my crew is ok." Minus one supply offi-Damnit Lafiel, you are not thinking about that.

"I've been delaying it but if i'm to be strong enough for ground missions, i'm going to have to eat more of Stacy's raw protein sludge. I'm going to the mess hall. You're welcome to join me."

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"Anything's possible if you've got the will and a gun big enough." She grins, that's Kelly's philosophy in a nutshell for you Lafiel.

"It's not too terrible. And I probably should. If only to make sure that you don't injure yourself any further." Haha, a joke!

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Kelly's enthusiasm is infectious and eventually even a petulant Abriel has to yield a little. She smiles. Not as big as her, but it's there. "I believe you'd get along well with my chief gunnery officer." Then in response to her quip: "Not funny!" Oh but it is.

The mess hall seems relatively empty. A tray of the gloppy stuff is served to her by a dutiful tentacle, like a servant at some Gigerian nightmare ball.

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She chuckles, score one more victory for her. An she didn't even have to kill anyone for this one. "Oh? Likes big guns too, hmm?" She can't help a laugh. "But it is from where I'm standing."

Kelly gets her own tray and walks beside her toward one of the tables. "How long have you been here?"

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Samson likes big guns and he cannot lie, his fellow Abh certainly couldn't deny that.

Lafiel sits at one of the spinal looking 'chairs' (she is constantly amazed by the architecture of this place). "Only a few days. And you?"

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Who doesn't like a big gun? They're the best kind in Kelly's opinion.

Kelly takes a seat across from her, breaking off a piece of her tray and using it to scoop up the slop. "About the same. It seems like we were in the same release group."

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Lafiel imitates her, loading up on carbs from the tray. "It would be easier for her to release us one by one but I suppose that wouldn't be as amusing to Stacy.How long have you been in the military?"

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Kelly nod through a mouthful of the slop, making a IAWTC face. "Probably. Though I doubt she does it for amusement as much as she does it for the sake of convenience, releasing us all at once is simply more efficient, I guess. Though it probably does amuse her to no end. And since I was about seven years old."

Technically she's 42 now. But well... who's keeping track? :D

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"I had a commanding officer who would make her battle plans based on what didn't bore her so I wouldn't be surprised in the least." Lafiel's blue eyebrows raise over the rim of her edible bowl. "That's rather early. I joined the Star Forces academy at thirteen, which is the youngest you're allowed to."

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"My C.O. made decisions to keep as many of us alive as possible. Though we'd have fun carrying them out." She smiles slightly, scooped another tray-piece of slop into her mouth before she answers.

"I was...conscripted. They needed 'exceptional' children for an experimental program. I was one of the lucky ones." In more ways than one Lafiel. She's not even going to tell you about the two thirds of her 'family' who died or were incapacitated after augmentations.

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A frown flashes across her features. "Conscripting children? That's despicable. I'm sorry, but I cannot condone that." Which just goes to show that it could always be worse. Leaving one man behind is nothing compared to that. So don't pity yourself, Abriel Nei Dobrusc Paryunh Lafiel.

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Kelly just shrugs a little at that. It's too late now. "I'm sure I would have a problem with it if it was my child. But from what I hear, we were replaced with flash clones that died a few days after we were abducted. Officially we're all dead. It wasn't so bad really. Not once we got used to it."

Yeah, you know, all the electirc batons, and forced runs and short rations. Other than that not so bad.

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Lafiel is rather shocked and halts in the middle of a gulp. I never would have thought the honorable art of the genengineer could be put to such a use.

Though desperate measures had been considered during the defense of Lacfacalle...Holding lander planets hostage by threatening to burn off their atmosphere, suicide runs by attack ships loaded with atomics...She didn't know what she would consider allowable when it was her childhood home and the Abh capitol on the line.

"And who were you fighting that these measures became neccesary?"

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Well there were suicide runs by UNSC ships as well. The Covenant weren't exactly known for being nice at all. It was a long time before anyone was actually able to take down a Covenant ship after all.

"A coalition of alien races calling themselves the Covenant. They're intent on wiping humans from the galaxy. No one was able to combat their advanced technology until us. We were the last ditch effort to beat them."