<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/986826-bigthumbnail_zpsbc53c8f6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gwen Albion<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Ghast<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Academy’s Main Hall, Schwarz Mission<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone going for mission Schwarz<br/><hr/><br/>Gwen sighed quietly to herself and mounted the snowmobile.  If she'd been the passenger her hands wouldn't have been on the vehicle's handles for long.  They would have slipped around Willum's waist and she would've leaned against him... to help keep him warm.  Her mind quickly shifted from whimsical wishes to the job at hand.  She kept the vehicle on the right path, and followed behind the large man's sled.  It looked like he was getting quite the ride.<br/><br/>She didn't much notice the drop in temperature, bundled and layered as she was.  Her mask allowed her to see the terrain and pilot the snowmobile without difficulty even as the snow began to come down more heavily.<br/><br/><strong>"Be better with your arms around me,"</strong>she shouted through her scarf and over the noise of the snowmobile and wind.<br/><br/>While that may have been forward in other lands, she was an Eis native and she knew better than most that they may all be dead in the next hour.  Sometimes you just needed to say what you wanted and speak what you thought when you had the chance.