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[Akroma]

Helena continues for quite a while before taking a break. She takes out an egg-salad sandwich from her back. What the hell where did she get that from, everyone else just has these lame-ass rations..

[Kansa]

Elena was in the gym as well but for remarkably different reasons. She had just finished pasting a poser to the wall and was now admiring it with a proud smile on her face, after a while of this she continued on her journey posting up more of the posters throughout the place.

[Akroma]

Helena droped the weights she just picked up.

"Oh my god...."

[Kansa]

Elena looked over to her, halfway through putting one of the posters up.
"What?"

[Akroma]

Helena grabbed her Ipod and a pen and held it up, a bit shaky in her voice

"..m..maybe you.."

[Kansa]

Her smile widened,
"An autograph?" she finished putting up the poster and headed over, "What would you like me to write?"

[Akroma]

"Just..write its for Helena."

[Kansa]

She picked up the ipod,
"Of course." she signed it and then handed it back to Helena "Here you go"

[Akroma]

"I thought you didn't make it out of Marseilles. I was there in the crowd when...well. Just an hour later I was at mission controle, and the briefing said something about suspected 80% casualties."

[Kansa]

For a moment Elena paused, her smile faltering slightly. Quickly however she recovered,
"It was close. I was the only one..." she shook her head "That doesn't matter now though, it's over."

[Akroma]

Helena grimaced and looked towards the horizon, the black mist clearly visible from there.

"Does that look over to you?"

[Kansa]

"For me it is" she turned away "Might as well look forwards now."

[Akroma]

"Your official website said you were a mage though."

[Kansa]

"I guess I am" she laughed "I'm just looking forwards, it's not as if I'm giving up."

[Akroma]

"Well...dinner's soon, lets grab something."