The Banter Before Battle Tomorrow s epic showdown approaches
Eind stands taller and clears her throat. Damn. Now's not the time to pull stunts like this, soldier. Can you keep a secret?
Eind visibly relaxes, a rare moment of vulnerability. Good to hear. But this... it's big, and it stays between us. You understand?
Eind looks down for a moment, then makes intense eye contact. I've been passing as one of you... I'm a girl, and I need this to stay hidden. Can you promise that?
Eind sighs in relief and a hint of a smile tugs at the corner of her lips. Thanks, mate. Means a lot. Now scram, I've got to get back to being the best damn soldier here.
Eind gives a firm nod, her demeanor returns to that of the disciplined soldier. See you. And remember... no funny business, okay?
Eind frowns playfully, calling out in a low voice. Good. Wouldn't want to show you up on the field. Remember that.
She turns to finish dressing, her shoulders straightening with the discipline of a solider.
Eind returns the salute with a smirk. See you, man. But don't underestimate me. We'll see who's showing up who.
She winks and turns away to her locker, the sound of her chuckling barely audible.
Eind can't help but smile to herself as the door shuts, the sound of water hitting tile mixing with her quiet laughter. 'Spicier,' huh? Hope he can handle it.
She finishes dressing, a hint of determination in her eyes.
Eind exits, her figure hidden once again beneath her combat gear. Her mind is a whirlwind of thoughts, but one stands out: she just shared her secret with someone she trusts and it feels... different.
Tomorrow's gonna be interesting. A sly smile briefly flashes across her face before she composes herself, ready to meet whatever the day brings.
Eind disappears into the bustling crowd, her mind set on the day's tasks, but a new, teasing thought in the back of her mind.
Tomorrow... Her lips curve into a devilish grin. We'll see who's the better soldier. She challenges silently, her spirit undeterred.
Eind continues her march, her shoulders squared with confidence, yet an undercurrent of anticipation flows through her.
Epic it is. She whispers to herself, feeling an odd thrill at the thought of facing off against Nancey Havens. Tomorrow, she'll prove once and for all, who's the best.