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☼☼☼Veldan found herself groaning softly her being shifting ever so slightly within the bed. Soft blues parting a moment later in order to stare at the ceiling that loomed above her. So... they had arrived. A soft sigh slowly slipped past her lips hand raising to push through the thick short locks of her chestnut hair. Which meant it was time to crawl from her bed and prepare for what was to come. Granted she hadn't left her room since her arrival upon the ship. There for she doubted many people even knew whom she was or what she even did upon the ship. She after all had beaten the other pilots by a good two days or so. During that time she had spoken very briefly to the captain, a woman whom seemed rather annoyed by her presence all together. She couldn't blame the woman for her slight tone of annoyance in which she had carried when they had spoken. Surely the captain had a lot upon her plate as of lately, her reporting in was surely not one of the higher priorities on that list.

☼☼☼With a small sigh she pushed herself upright within her bed, hand falling to lightly rub at the back of her neck. Throwing the covers off her legs, she slipped them out of the bed and padded over to her dresser. Getting dressed within a timely and swift manner, before going through all the necessary procedures to make her look some what civilized and groomed. With them completed she found herself turning leaving her room and heading off down the one of many long corridors. Her destination was set within her mind. She wished to head off to the gun range upon the ship. When one did not use a suit there were other means of doing things. Just like how she started every morning on the gun range, with a sniper butt pressed firmly into her shoulder. The feeling alone was enough to comfort her completely.

☼☼☼Thus she merely grumbled something lowly under her breath and slung her gun over her shoulder. Giving a some what blank look to that of the elevator she turned making her way off towards the shooting range. After a few moments she found herself down at the range, a rather empty one at that thankfully. For she doubted she could keep her emotions in check after she fired her first round. Moving down towards the last stall she set her gun down, before easing herself down upon it. A moment or two later she was sliding her shoulder up against the butt of the gun lightly instantly feeling the muscle in her shoulder tensed at the light touch. Her finger almost seemed to shake slightly as she bent it around the trigger clearly fearing what was about to happen. She tensed her finger against the trigger her gaze focused on the target at the end, slowly she squeezed. A loud thunderous bang rang out throughout the range, butt end of the .40 sniper slamming back into her shoulder with enough force to actually have her wince slightly.

☼☼☼She had made it a point to tweak the gun to her own preferences. It shot farther, but it held more of a recoil. She could recount a few times she had fractured her shoulder from the recoil alone. Perhaps it was the reason she had come to call the 40 caliber sniper rifle 'Mammoth'. But it was her beloved gun, and despite it all no one would ever remotely even be permitted to fire the old weapon. So old but kept in such good shape. And with what she could with technology these days, she kept fine tuning the weapon. Making it better and better little by little. Suppose it was where she got her researcher title from. To think her father had such a weapon hidden away within the basement, not so much anymore. Not after she had hijacked it from him. The thought had her chuckling slightly, hand grabbing the bolt as she pulled it back, discharging the round before pushing it forward to load another round. Taking aim at the same place she had fired before. Now came the fun part, to shoot through the bulls-eye she had just nailed.

After hearing the announcement Keima got up and rubbed his eyes stretched and yawned. He leans over and grabs his many terminal. He checked there current position. " Where in Mongolia now." Keima got up and stretches while walking to the restroom in his room to shower before heading out.

Some time has passed and Keima was out of the shower and dress himself appropriate for the weather and mission. " Well I guess I might as well head to the hanger and wait on stand by." He said while grabbing a few specialized flash drives that he had made and prepared for certain reasons. He also made sure to grab his mini terminal and glasses and a few weapons before heading out of his room.

After walking out he walks to the closest elevator and takes it down to the hanger. " Well I guess it time to get thing started." He says while exiting out of the elevator walking towards his mobile suit. When he reaches his unit he goes to the walkway and leans against his unit while waiting for the others to arrive. Keima knew that he might as well wait for the others since there will most likely be a briefing to decide who will do what for the current objective point.