Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160202235358/@comment-5583506-20160204044006

Valeria at the same time felt that his own reply had been rude. How could he ever understand? He was free to do as he pleased while she felt as empty as air, incapable of doing anything. Where she once had been so full of life, she now felt... incomplete. Some part of her mind wanted her to move her body. To walk and do things, only for her to immediately realise that there was no body for her to move. It was a surrealistic feeling, if anything. A nightmare from which she couldn't wake up.

While she appreciated his attempts of trying to show sympathy, no matter how bitter he was, everything just sounded false to her.

"Sorry", she said with a sigh, deciding to cut communication and control completely, leaving him in charge of the suit's maintenance.

She reckoned that if he would ever need her again for whatever reason, he would just activate her, otherwise this was going to be a pleasant and permanent sleep. For now she just longed for the opportunity to cease to exist, if for but a brief moment in her own perception of time. At least she had that ability to her disposal...

Aleksandra just glared at the sign with the "males only" symbol on it, sighing heavily before removing her helmet in front of an unoccupied locker. While she wasn't really shy or anything with undressing, she would have appreciated some privacy.

She enjoyed the solitude. Something she found to be very strange, considering that since all those years back on Earth she had been bereft of whatever was left of her family. Family was what she had always longed for. She had never known her father, and whatever had become of her mother she would presumably never find out. Only her brother remained alive, though she rarely contacted him. They had become estranged once she had set out on her path with the army. He had focused on a career in math and physics and she had been dead set on the Kulagina project.

And now it seemed that she had been bereft of that as well thanks to the admiral. What could men like him possibly know of the sacrifices she had had to endure? When she was completely undressed she ocassionally glanced over her shoulder to make sure that she was alone. She then sat dow on a nearby bench and just stared at the lockers on the other side for a while, before slamming her clenched fist hard into the locker door next to her, letting out a groan of frustration.

Her concentrated punch had left a pretty nasty mark in the metal, and it had also made her knuckles bleed. But she was so angry right now that she hardly felt the pain.