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[Helena, one of the more unwilling recruits, is supposedly on patrol. Instead of walking back and forth along her route, she's sitting somewhere in the middle, in the shade of one of the tents. She's resting her head on her arms, eyes tiredly searching the sands and dunes for any sign of activity in the blazing heat. Even though she's trying to keep her eyes open for any enemies (although she really doubts they're ever going to come under attack), it's getting harder and harder to stay awake. The heat of the desert, the sound of shuffling feet on the sand, and the nice shade she's found are so comforting that eventually her eyes close and she drifts off to sleep, rifle forgotten on the ground beside her.]
[[ooc: sorry I've been so absent during the event. Real life problems. Helena would mostly avoid any of the officers, anyway.]]
[[ooc: sorry I've been so absent during the event. Real life problems. Helena would mostly avoid any of the officers, anyway.]]