Re: Fools! There will be a King!

[Miranda Frost]

"I said... Its time to get up!".

By how her watch read, it was now four o'clock A.M. Fairly early for normal folk, but for warriors and military types, loud awakenings like these should come as a regularity. Well, even for most military personel this was over-the-top. Using just a bit Omnilinium, she supplied herself with a semi-automatic pistol. As such a weapon really wasn't her style, and that she was really doing this out of the spectacle of it, she had it loaded with blanks.

She smiled behind her mask, her fresh jaw muscles burning. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Empty. By the time she dropped the gun, sending it skidding and scraping across the stone floor. Miranda sat on an unused bunk, watching the others each get up in their own way.

Zack's eyes seemed to snap open almost immediately upon her entry, but for reasons uknown to her he stayed in bed. Drake however hadn't budged an inch. Miranda sighed and shook her head, her body aching as she stood up, forced to walk over to his bunk.

"You....rockheaded.... dumbass... I said get up!", she growled kicking hard at the bed's front right leg. It collapsed and crumpled in on itself. It was amazing how this world seem to work for her. At first she assumed her amazing strength was only because of her prosthetic arms, though in reality her legs were just as strong. Goes to show why one should never skip leg day, not that she could really. Missing both arms could do that for you.

"Alright alright! Just shut your trap would ya?", the one armed maniac said, slowly setting his body upright, a hand running over his scalp.

Miranda, for one, was content; tired, but content. Maybe even better with the red armored machine-man and Zack already ready to go. Talk about quick recovery. Colonel glanced over at the others and walked out of the door way, presumably to wait on the others as they finished their preparations. She wondered if the man even slept. God knows Miranda didn't. Zack was about to walk out as well when his eyes met hers.

Miranda's brow furrowed, the small amount of nerves she possessed that day completely apparent to Zack.

"What?"

"You didn't sleep well did you? You.. got bags under your eyes"

"I didn't get any sleep Zack... which is why you're driving. You seem like a truck person, eh? I hope you enjoy the 'stick'.", she giggled softly, her voice muffled by the normal, steel mask she had wore. This time though, something was off. Her voice no longer sounded digitized, but genuine. Of course her voice was rough and somewhat deep for a woman, but the environment she was used to living in done that to her.

"Before you ask... I spent my entire night summoning shit, our raggedy ass truck included", she yawned again and tossed -ack the keys. If he couldn't guess what really had changed with her over night, then it would be some time before he would come to that conclusion. That alone amused her to some extent. Given her mental state, it really didn't take much to. Oh how she wanted to crash onto that bed that second, but no, she had to wait until the y at least got to the truck. By what the troopers had told her the night before, the next castle was at least two to three hours depending on if they ran into trouble on the way there. Good news was that the ground was more than ten time stable than the road they had crossed the day prior. The road was, for the most part, heavily guarded. The drive was long, but it should be much quieter.

Zack walked out and Miranda followed, a gloved hand sliding against the smooth stone walls. Zack was well within grabbing distance, should her legs give out.

Regenerating her face took nearly all night. The process of summoning her face as carefully as absolutely possible was painful. So painful in fact she had to recruit some help from a few guards to stand watch over her while she went through the process, to keep her from inflicting any damaging the fortress. The summoning had drained her and the pain had numbed her.

"Just... follow this corridor down to the... back entrance. The vehicle is ready."