<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/13431d5efcebcc887d827079efd6f14a/tumblr_midmpmJE7E1rlxy60o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Day 1 - 09:45 Hours</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Ensign Sofie Doortje</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>F Deck - Gymnasium</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Ensign Maira Snowpaw &amp; invisble Friends</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Working Out or Working It?</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Ens. Snowpar &amp; Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Doortje," she said to Porter.  "Ensign.  Security."  Staccato answers seemed to be her preferred method of communication.  When she took his hand, Sofie made sure to make her grip deep in case he wanted to play that game.  A lot of men did, especially those shorter than her.  They felt like they had to prove they were stronger.  Really, a lot of them were.  Men just carried more muscle mass and used it better.  Sofie just hated the game.  What was there to prove?  You were a person, she was a person, that should be the end of it.  She shook it firmly but didn't get into a power struggle.<br/><br/>Letting go, she turned and took the rather much smaller hand Maira offered.  This time Sofie didn't worry about her grip and kept it firm but light and released it just as decisively and after the same amount of time as she had Porter's.  While Maira talked, prattled actually, Sofie kept her muddy green eyes on the other woman's face.  Maira seemed to think it was important Sofie know what was going on inside her head, so Sofie listened.  It didn't take too much, even though she had the feeling Maira was going to be one of those people who just had to talk.  But for right now it was okay.  It certainly seemed to have an emotional impact on the short woman.<br/><br/>When Maira shuddered, Sofie frowned, completely misinterpreting it.  "Do you feel okay?  Are you chilled?  What was the last time you drank something, Snowpaw?"  Sofie uncapped her water bottle and offered it and simultaneously put her other hand on Maira's shoulder.  "You should sit down."