Aug 03, 2010 11:20
[The lieutenant had been steadily increasing her workout every day. She finally-- finally-- felt like she was getting back up to speed.
After her morning routine of a run, push-ups, pull-ups, and sit-ups-- never again would she discount the usefulness of pull-ups, much as she'd complained about them as a teenager-- she'd returned to Joe West to shower. Her hair was back in a braid, still drying, when she left the dormitory again.
She had a wilderness survival course to teach, but that was a comfortable two hours after lunch. Until then, the day was hers to do as she pleased. It felt good to have classes as far as she was concerned. It gave her something concrete to do, something to work on to distract her from how little they knew about their opponent. Not unlike running the crew on The Ulysses had distracted her from not knowing their route.
...Of course, that had ended in disaster...
She tried not to think about that, instead walking toward the administration building. She knew she'd filed all of her paperwork correctly, but it wouldn't hurt to double-check.]
r: mulan fa,
p: helga sinclair,
r: milo thatch