<div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/it/thumb/8/8d/Terra_Branford.png/280px-Terra_Branford.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Abigail Foster/"Terra Branford"<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hideko Tower<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jun, Chikako, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Chikako...so very much a soldier. She was reminded of many days in the mess hall, the soldiers around her eating as quickly as they could, like they couldn't remember their last meal and didn't know when the next one was coming. Her mannerisms showed in every motion, from the chair to how she held her silverware.<br/><br/>It took a few moments, but she quickly realized she was staring. Her eyes dropped back to her plate, which was almost picked clean by this point. She kept quiet as others spoke about the food. Seemed like the world wouldn't let her forget about her time...the constant examinations, the injections, the stress tests, constantly poking and prodding her to the point where she started viewing the brutal military training as a vacation. She took a few bites as she wrestled with her own mind.<br/><br/>It wasn't Chikako's fault that she was like this. No, there was a few who were responsible for making her life a living hell...she tried to focus on what the others were saying, were talking about. Maybe it would get her mind off the past.