Carolina hummed softly as she sat on her cot, book in hand.
She glanced up at the man laying on the medical cot. He was fast
asleep after Carolina had stitched up his wounds. She stood,
placing a blanket over him and smiling. She sat back down, picking
her book back up. She flipped to where her bookmark was, finding
the page. "Medical stitching."
North slammed the cadate into the ground, standing up straight and
popping her back. "Build up your strength. And don't be
predictable." She advised bluntly towards the man on the ground,
and looked up at the audience of other soldiers, all eyes wide and
jaws on the floor. "Alright everyone. Go back to the sets and
continue your workout. And someone get him to his cot." She said,
pivoting on her heel and heading out of the workout area.
Maximilian frowned looking at loads of documents while Eva was
goofing off nearby. He growled a bit, they were going to over
budget by a bit to pay for food since a lot went bad. Perhaps he
could cut some of the gas price by keeping a few tanks in.
Night stood within her base watching some of the others. It was
mostly a disorganized messed but she shrugged anyways. It was about
time she did a round of patrols if she was correct. She slipped the
hood of her hoodie over her head and pulled the strings tight
enough so only her eyes and nose were visible before she walked out
of the base and into the hustle and bustle of the city.
North glanced at Suvnash with a hum, and nodded. "Alright.
To the meeting room." She said, heading to the meeting room with a
hurry in her step. She entered, glancing behind her to see if
Suvnash and Edward were following.
Samantha shifted on her bed, yawning softly and closing the book on
the page on phobias. She could barely focus.