Free at Last! Free at Last! Lord Almighty, She's Free at Last!

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Maybe it was her imagination but even the dark, frigid Washington landscape at 4:30am looked majestic when she was looking at it as a free woman. Weeks in a cell, let out only long enough to train, had done exactly what Sykes was hoping it would. It gave Betsy a new appreciation for the creature comforts they were allowed at the base. Comforts like

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[greenhaired]

Lorna didn't usually get up this early. Lorna didn't actually get up this early today. She'd spent the whole night in the gym because she couldn't sleep, and burning off the energy seemed like the best thing to do. Swimming from midnight to two am hadn't really done much, so Lorna decided to run the equivalent of a 500k marathon in the hopes of burning herself out.

So, when she finally felt tired enough, Lorna was more than pissed off to find it was day break and that breakfast would be served in a few minutes and then she'd be expected to do stuff. Lorna hated this military stuff.

Dragging herself back to her room, intent on showering before she ate and then crashing for a few hours, Lorna spotted familiar yet not purple hair and something clicked, "Betsy." She hadn't seen the woman since she'd been hauled off towards the brig for something Lorna didn't hear about, but apparently, that was over. "Hey."

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"Lorna, right?" Betsy asked with a sudden little smile. She was in a pretty fantastic mood and actually feeling pleasant, willing to socialize. Though it didn't take an empath to feel Lorna's fatigue.

"Long night?" She asked as she pulled of her hoodie and continued slowly toward the head. "No offense, pet, but you're looking a bit rough."

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"Probably the longest." Lorna agreed, keeping step with Betsy, "All nighters tend to do that to me."

"You're looking chipper though." Lorna hadn't seen Betsy around, so she could only assume the woman had either been locked up or she'd been away. The away one was still a bit of a worry for Lorna.

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The violet haired girl glanced at the girl in green. "Have they got you started training yet? Couple days of that and you'll be asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow."

It was only then Betsy was aware of her smile so it faltered a bit. She really wasn't the kind of person to walk around with a big dopey grin on her face. She didn't want to be that person. But not so much she'd let it kill her mood. "I suppose I am. Couldn't tell you why. It must just be that kind of day."