Linda Savage
Linda was on Leviathan at sundown as arranged. She had been the second to last person to arrive on the ship but they would disembark for the reverse mountain as scheduled. By her estimate they would arrive in a couple days and report to their new commanding officer upon their arrival. It was enough time to get Oka started on learning some of the skills associated with Rokushiki. It wasn’t enough time for the young marine to get use to utilizing the skills but it would be enough to keep her alive. They would continue their training as soon as possible and refine her skill then. Until then the girl would have to settle with being mediocre at using the various techniques offered by Rokushiki.
She settled down in her cabin once the sun disappeared and the world was plunged into partial darkness. Only the light that came from their ship illuminated the surrounding area. She wasn’t going to sleep right away. She wasn’t tired and she preferred to talk to Alyssa. Linda had missed the girl’s company and so she was happy when said girl appeared right next to her. Both were sitting on the small bed that would serve as Linda’s resting place for the next few days.
“What happened to you?”
Alyssa eyes narrowed on Linda’s arm. The marine waved her good arm dismissively in response.
“Long story.”
A sharp intake of breath came from Alyssa as she relaxed on the bed.
“Go on.”
And with a small smile painting Linda’s face she began to tell her sister how her arm ended up in a splint.
She settled down in her cabin once the sun disappeared and the world was plunged into partial darkness. Only the light that came from their ship illuminated the surrounding area. She wasn’t going to sleep right away. She wasn’t tired and she preferred to talk to Alyssa. Linda had missed the girl’s company and so she was happy when said girl appeared right next to her. Both were sitting on the small bed that would serve as Linda’s resting place for the next few days.
“What happened to you?”
Alyssa eyes narrowed on Linda’s arm. The marine waved her good arm dismissively in response.
“Long story.”
A sharp intake of breath came from Alyssa as she relaxed on the bed.
“Go on.”
And with a small smile painting Linda’s face she began to tell her sister how her arm ended up in a splint.
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Time is being used as the method of travel.
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