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[ It wasn't FAIR. She'd gotten taken out by some fast little freak, pretty quick, too, and even though it was just a game, it really got on her nerves. Well, she'd show them. Who? Doesn't matter. She'd show them.
Either going to the training room instead of whining to Michael was a sign of slight maturity, or it was a sign that Michael was still asleep. It's pretty much a toss-up. Anyway, she was in the habit of asking herself "what would Johann do?" and then discarding the answer, but he had always advocated training when you were cranky and started punching your brother, and that was as good advice as any.
She wasn't headed towards the simulators; she was fine with the piloting aspect of battle. Instead, she headed towards the physical fitness rooms, dressed in her flight suit undershirt and yoga pants. It was basically a gym; it was important for the entire crew to keep muscle tone up so they wouldn't be too affected by long periods spent in reduced gravity. Later she'd bully someone into teaching her some hand-to-hand fighting; for now, she'd just work on strength. Looking in the mirrors along one wall to tie her hair back, she turned around as she heard the door to the section open. ]
Either going to the training room instead of whining to Michael was a sign of slight maturity, or it was a sign that Michael was still asleep. It's pretty much a toss-up. Anyway, she was in the habit of asking herself "what would Johann do?" and then discarding the answer, but he had always advocated training when you were cranky and started punching your brother, and that was as good advice as any.
She wasn't headed towards the simulators; she was fine with the piloting aspect of battle. Instead, she headed towards the physical fitness rooms, dressed in her flight suit undershirt and yoga pants. It was basically a gym; it was important for the entire crew to keep muscle tone up so they wouldn't be too affected by long periods spent in reduced gravity. Later she'd bully someone into teaching her some hand-to-hand fighting; for now, she'd just work on strength. Looking in the mirrors along one wall to tie her hair back, she turned around as she heard the door to the section open. ]
