<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5zkbk30bd1r7wrq1o1_r1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Erin<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong>Elizabeth's Talent<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Act<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Weapons Master<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=51675386)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>No one, Open<br/><br/>The sound of the train was constant a gentle hum one would think you'd get used to but Erin never did. No, instead she felt like she was caged and like most of the days they were on the train she found herself pacing the tiny enclosed space that was the room she shared with Olaana. The room was basic the only thing Erin had added to her side of the room was a couple dart boards hung on the far wall. Presently three slender throwing knives (http://www.edgesofreality.com/image_manager/attributes/image/image_92/1097786232_4240626802_thumbnail.jpg) are sticking out of the dart board a fourth twirling madly through her fingertips as she paced.<br/><br/>"caged like a fucking animal." Erin hissed as she turned her eyes catching the dart board for only a moment before she lifted her arm and flicked her wrist in a move so practiced it looked as simple as breathing, throwing the dagger sharply through the air. The sharp thud sound as the blade buried itself into the board brought the most fleeting of smiles to her lips. Before she could even blink the smile slipped away as the sound of the train grated against her nerves. "GRRRRR" she yelled lashing out and kicking the edge of her bed.<br/><br/>"FUCK!" She yelled as pain lanced sharply up her leg from where she'd jammed her toe on the metal bed frame. "Mother fucker" She hissed attacking the  inanimate object as if it were a living breathing person. She flipped the bed onto it's side the scattering bedding only to fling in away in fury. She kicked the turned over bed again and again. Kick, kick, kick, until she was breathing raggedly her hair having come out of the braid she always wore it in to curl around her face in wisps and fall down her back. There was color high in her cheeks and she was breathing fast her eyes bright.<br/><br/>It took her only a moment to calm down and when she did she rolled her eyes at her own behavior a small laugh parting her lips, growing until she was leaned over gripping her stomach as she laughed full out soon falling to the ground giggling uncontrollably. "Well shit Erin, I don't think we like small spaces." she said still giggling softly as she got up and grabbed up the bedding pulling it out of the way so she could set her bed to right. She felt better as she cleaned up the evidence of her little outburst, not right. She wouldn't feel right till her feet touched solid ground again but better.