10.Dec.12, 03:50 PM
Jazz had been settled comfortably on the chairs in the mess hall of the candidate barracks, one of the few times she didn't have her child with her. Her eyes closed for what she thought was a moment, until she was disturbed by the sound of a chair scraping against the floor. She stretched and glanced over to see another girl in the moment, even if she currently had a mouthful of food. Ah... she looked familiar. Jazz frowned looking at the girl, trying to figure out who she was. Teeth indenting her lips, she scowled. She remembered the girl wasn't all that friendly... now.. a name. Bah, forget it.
"You seem in a good mood. What brought that on?" Jazz couldn't place her name, so a disguised familiarity would have to do. At least until she could place the girl's name and remember why she disliked her.
"You seem in a good mood. What brought that on?" Jazz couldn't place her name, so a disguised familiarity would have to do. At least until she could place the girl's name and remember why she disliked her.