Kavita, as with many others, was hard at work in the vessel's gym. While not sparring, she was honing her hand-to-hand abilities in her own way. A spin dummy, armed with a variety of branching extensions, was on the receiving end of a very rapid sequence of attacks and blocks. Open palms deflected incoming strikes, backhanded forearm swings denied contact. The rounded sections holding the branches were in near constant motion, rotating around the stem rapidly while she deflected incoming strikes. It wasn't quite a fight with an actual person, but it was still a nice way to get her reaction times a bit of extra practice.<br/><br/>The workout was cut a bit short, as the squad was apparently needed elsewhere. Kavita looked up when she heard the intercom give a message, still deflecting strikes all the while. Damn, just when it was getting fun too. As the message ended, Kavita crossed her forearms to stop both the upper and lower sections of the dummy, catching two branches in her palms to finally still the thing. As she backed up, she swung both arms outward, spinning them one last time before she turned away completely.<br/><br/>She nabbed a towel on her way out of the gym, unfolding it with a few shakes. It was then put over her head and aggressively rubbed against her hair. It left said hair messy and almost spiked-looking, but instead of fixing it, she just looped her towel around her neck and held both ends. On the way out, she ended up walking beside Jacob and Terri. "Eyyy. Wonder what the briefing's gonna be. Must be pretty important if they're pulling us into a meeting this early." She rolled her shoulders and neck a few times while walking, very casual in her movements. Likewise, her small talk was friendly-sounding, more observant than inquisitive.