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[silverhypnosis]

*El sat, perched dangerously close to the edge of a chair, in the mess hall. The look on her face suggested she was unamused, as one gun sat on the table in front of her, the other in her hand while she cleaned it. Placing it down, she reached for her coffee, wincing as she knocked her hip against her seat. The bruise that was surely forming would

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[bitter_sweet_t]

*Talia walked into the mess hall in desperate need of coffee. Talia walked straight to the coffee machine, without even noticing that there was another person in the room. When Talia turned around with her coffee warming her hands, she finally noticed the women sitting at one of the tables. One gun in front of her and a gun in her hands.*

Hiya. *Talia noticed the wince of pain on the woman's face. Wondering slightly what had happened, but thought better of asking. As it just may have to do with those guns in front of her.* Need any help?

[silverhypnosis]

*El looked up startled.*

No, thank you. I'm okay.

*She grabbed her mug and took another swig.*

[bitter_sweet_t]

*Talia shrugged. Sitting at the table closest to her and taking sips out of her too hot coffee. Talia placed her coffee on the table*

I'm Talia by the way *Talia looked towards the woman. Returning her look to her coffee, she pulled a letter out of her top pocket and re-read the letter from her family. Sighing and folding the letter back up again and put it back in her pocket. Once again returning her eyes back to the coffee*

[silverhypnosis]

I'm Elizabeth. Call me El.

*She winced as she shook Talia's hand with her bad wrist.*

Ow.

*She watched Talia read the letter.*

From home?