Keira was mostly quiet after everything had happened. The day had taken its overall toll, and now she was feeling the after effects of the combat low. The adrenaline had worn off and the rush of combat was gone, and Keira was left tired. But not sleepy, just tired. Plus, the thing with Aren left her feeling weird. He had completely taken off on her out of the blue, she was almost saddened by the idea she'd offended him or make him uncomfortable, but as per her normal routine she shrugged it all off as he had no interest in her. But at least she had tried. The mission plan was pretty obvious, but Keira had her mind elseware. She was that little sister everyone picked on but kind of paid little attention too. That was kind of how she liked it, though she was outgoing even Keira liked having her alone time. Preferably when people started getting close. It all came back to the unit she'd started in, getting to know everyone very well then having a lot of them getting killed and the heartbreak even Keira couldn't push through without tears. Though her doubts about anyone in this unit getting killed were high, it was a mix of fear and worry that usually made her stick to betting her combat abilities rather than have any downtime.<br/><br/>When the speaking about movies and food came up, Keira quietly excused herself and made her way down to the hangar where the mechs were stored. The only advantage her mech had on the battlefield was its stealth ability and her AI, whom she hadn't programed to respond to any name except its given callsign, 'Delta'. It was a very passive AI, scanning the land scape for anything unnormal and especially so in areas Keira visited often. In truth Keira wasn't very smart with AI's, she wanted to ask someone to help her program it differently, but then again after the things that had been happening to her squadmates regarding their AI's lately, Keira was uneasy about letting them near it. The last thing she needed was her AI focusing on her butt in combat instead of the enemy mechs sneaking up behind her.<br/><br/>Keira vigorously hoisted herself up onto her mech and pulled open the control panel. The new wiring she'd thrown in to her mech was still doing its job, IE, not catching fire or shorting out. Hopefully, these upgraded fiber optic wires would allow her mech to move and generally just work better than it did ususally. She was not as good as mechanic as everyone else, but Keira had built this mech from mostly scratch save for the body design and main control panels. A satisfied smiled crossed her face as she hopped inside her mech and flipped on all systems. Everything turned on, and even her ADCM systems came on without a flicker. Finally, after almost 4 months of consistant working, her mech was back to a maximum effective state.<br/><br/>Powering down, Keira jumped out and let out a quiet cheer of joy. She made her way back up to her quarters and changed out of her oily mechanics scrubs into just her underwear, picking up her uniform. The military uniform, aka the cat suit, wasn't exactly the most optimal uniform for a hard military enviroment. Unless your a man and pitching a tent is standard or if your a woman its cold outside. The cat suit left little to the imagination, although the name tag reading 'Stokes' on her left breast did help her out a bit when it was cold. One sister usually listens to the other, when it came to Keira's personal sisters.<br/><br/>Keira grabbed a towel and some soap, and quickly made her way into the showers, slipping by everyone with an uneasy smile, Keira managed to wiggle herself into a smaller stall and looked up at the shower head with a frustrated look on her face. "<strong>Alright you...</strong>" She quietly said, pointing an aggressive finger up at the pipe. "<strong>I swear to God, if you-WAHHH!</strong>" Keira yelped as she unleashed the flow of water and was met with an ice cold burst of water right to the chest. Her entire body shivered with this new sensation, and her body responded in its usual means. Keira closed her eyes and imagined a sunny, warm beach with beautiful light blue water and lots and lots of sand, warm sand. But, an ice berg dropped from the sky as the water froze over and the sand turned to snow. The sun turned to a sky of clouds and Keira was once again reminded of the snowy hell she'd managed to find herself stuck on.<br/><br/>Lathering up herself with soap, she washed herself with speed and a hint of aggression. She wanted to either go so quickly it was over before she froze into a Keira-sicle, or she warmed<em>herself</em>up.