<b><u>Lake Graz, outside of base, Randriz</u></b><br/><br/>Cindy had been up since 6am and was glad for the respite. She had fought on the front lines and rarely stuck with a squad for more then a few days. It was annoying at times and after a while, she stopped trying to get to know people. Why try to attempt to know someone when the brass would transfer you in the next few days? She was no stranger to death and had taken lives with her lancer or revolvers. She wasn't squeamish about bludgeoning someone to death with her wrench. She had felt pain when the pauldron stopped a round from injuring her. She had heard them whistle pass her head whilst being ordered to advance at a steady place. The life of a lancer was not for the weak willed and she loved it.<br/><br/><br/>She had eaten breakfast by herself and had conducted her daily routine of working out. The lancer was a heavy weapon and demanded strength to wield. Even the slightly lack of grip due to weak strength could result in the warhead missing or worse, friendly fire.  Her workout consisted of pushups, pressdowns, squats, laps, benchpresses(or lifting heavy objects) and usually resulted in her breaking into a fierce sweat. She often did it in just her tank top and skirt before showering. It was pointless to shower, workout then shower again. At least, that is how she viewed it and often elected to shower with her garments on before removing them. "Better to get the sweat out whilst it's fresh." She often remarked to her colleagues.<br/><br/><br/>But that was merely her morning routines and she had no duties today. No maintance required on an APC, no resisting the urge to yell at an APC driver that thought it was a good idea to smash through a wall or a tank that suffered heavy damage. Today, she got to indulge in one of her favourite past times, she got to go for a nice clothed swim! Dressed in a white shirt and a pair of red cotton underwear, she had spent the past few hours doing laps around the lake. She surfaced a mere few paces from the shore with a gasp. Her hair glissened as it stuck to her and the shirt clung heavily to her muscled figure. She spotted a few people on the shore and gave them a single wave with her right hand before treading the water.