(I'm officially lost, and sorry for a horrible posting rate.. :<)<br/><br/>Keira twisted and turned slightly uncomfortably on her side. She felt a wave of warmth cover her and she slightly opened her eyes. The back of someones head met her vision, as she noticed a pair of legs quickly darting away. She heard someone whisper, and realised she was half pressed up against someone. Keira tried to look around, but her splitting headache immediately began to disagree. She tried to moan a bit to wake herself up, but her mouth was so dry she couldn't hardly talk, not to mention the disorientation made it difficult to mutter an easy phrase.<br/><br/>Slowly, things began to come back. The alcohol had a quick effect on Keira, she never stayed any kind of drunk long, and her hangovers were done quick, but they hit twice as hard. She groaned slightly and tried to move, but the second she shifted her body she found herself falling down with a surprised squeel escaping her mouth, as loud thump a second later shocked her idle ears, and now she was on the floor. The cold, cold floor. "<strong>Ouchie</strong>" Keira grunted out of play, she hardly even fell a foot and her butt absorbed most of the force, but most of that ouchie was from her head telling everything to slow the hell down or face severe vomiting.<br/><br/>With a sense of nausia, Keira stumbled to her feet and eyed Mhegan and Shizen laid next to each other under the blanket. Keira took note in the mirror that half of her uniform was undone, but she hardly cared as she tried to find one of her missing shoes. Slightly confusing seconds past as she finally realised it was just under the couch. Keira tugged it out gently and set it down next to the chair just across from the couch. "<strong>You girls...behave....or don't...whichever....</strong>" Keira mumbled, the alcohol still obviously affecting her mind as she tried helplessly to fit her shoe back on to her foot. After a few seconds of no results, she clued into the fact her shoe was pointing the wrong way, and instead of taking the easy road and turning the shoe, Keira stumbled quietly around the chair and finally managed to accidently, best description possible, shove her foot into her boot and made her way towards her bunk, dragging her pillows behind her with a quiet lawn. Luckily for her, she needed to wake up in only an hour and do her morning thing. The pulse rifle in the armory had her name on it, and if she was going to get a promotion any time soon she needed better marksmanship scores.<br/><br/>So, instead of sleep, Keira decided to exercise to clean her mind up before she handled any high powered rifles. Though she was torn on what to do today, either handle the expensive rail-gun style sniper rifle or go for the infantry pulse rifle. In an age of mechanical war devices, soldiers seemed obsolete, though she doubted the new girl Jal's mech could clear a small building. Well, at least clear it with minimal structural damage.