<div class="floatleft">(http://i62.tinypic.com/of6igx.jpg)</div><strong>Character name : </strong>Natasha Price (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=212508)<br/><strong>Occupation : </strong>Defensive / Assistant Coach<br/><strong>Who : </strong>Natasha Price<br/><strong>Where : </strong>Her small apartment<br/><strong>When : </strong>Day 1 Early Morning<br/><br/>Natasha awoke as the suns rays pierce her crappy blinds, the light hitting her face as her eyes adjust to the light. She sat up in her bed, alone as usual. She had never managed to talk to anyone, especially enough to invite them back to her place, even just to sleep together, but that was something she would have to worry about later. She let out a wide yawn as she slid her naked self to the end of the bed, the warm, cozy covers sliding off her body. She saw her reflection in the mirror opposite her. She had always had bed hair, but not at bad as the frizzy mess perched upon her head.<br/><br/>Her fingers traced over her body as she felt the indentations on the skin where she had slept on folds of the sheets, and various cords to her phone. With a humpf of effort, she stands up and limps into the shower, not bothering to put on her ankle brace for the 3 metre walk.<br/><br/>The shower had awoken the zombie that was Nat getting out of bed. She dried herself off, put on her brace and walked out into the kitchen, fixing herself some breakfast, eager to get the day started. She didn't care that she was naked, it was her apartment after all. Just as she finished, her phone goes off with a alert. She ignores it for now as she takes her sweet old time, before realising that is was the Sirens.<br/><br/>She raced and picked up her phone, detailing a time and a place for today. While she hadn't forgotten about her new position within the LFL, she was simply too tired to care at this point. Such attitude quickly left her as she found her motivation. She leapt into action, putting on some yoga pants, a small thin T shirt, and a baggy Sirens jumper. She was excited about this job, the experience she would receive would be valuable, and the money, while it wasn't great, it was enough to keep on top of her expenses, and still add to the value in her bank account at the end of each month.<br/><br/>She texted back<strong>"Ok, I'll be there, looking forward to it!"</strong>as she disappeared out the front door, closing it behind her and locking it, before jumping in her little Run around car.