(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/49/Dexie_Toshman.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Dexie Toshman<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Living quarters<br/><strong>Addressing:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Dexie stretched her body out on the bunk. She had been on board the ship for several days now, and the lack of activity was starting to weigh on her. She was fine as long as she was occupied by work, bus he wasn’t very good with boredom. She had spent the day prior in the gym, pulling the weight machines and giving a hammering to the punching bag. She leapt to her feet and headed into the adjoining shower room.<br/><br/>The place was currently deserted and she let the water run after stripping out of her sports bra and shorts. She applied the soap to her body and washed her hair. By the time she was done, she felt slightly more relaxed. Dexie fixed her uniform out of her locker. She could only ever wear her formal attire when she wasn’t on missions. As such, she felt awkward when she was out of civilian clothes. There was something reassuring about the many skins and attires she slipped into when she was abroad, to the point where her own uniform felt slightly alien.<br/><br/>After giving herself a last appraising look in the mirror, she crossed the distance from her living quarters to the mess hall. She lined up at the end of the short queue that had formed for breakfast. She settled upon two slices of white bread, marmalade and what was passing for scrambled eggs. The large mug of black coffee was what she had truly been craving. She found herself a vacant table and started eating in quiet, leafing through a briefing folder in the process. The information she was going through wasn’t linked to any of her currently active missions, it was a series of status reports she had requested about a prior posting. The names on the page were matched by the faces in her mind, of contacts, associates, safe house owners and other operatives.<br/><br/>She was on her second mug of coffee by the time she finished her reading and slammed the folder shut. She stared around the mess hall in the hope of seeing a familiar face, and possibly having a conversation that might distract her mind for a bit.<br/>