Saul
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Being singled out by the commanding officer was hardly anything either new or surprising for Riikka. While this was the first time he seemed to have directly brought it up, over the past few months she'd heard more than one comment about how her beanie wasn't going to stop a Jerry bullet.
Of course Riikka had paid them no mind. Where some who survived what she had might have grown paranoid, it seemed Riikka had been rather nonplussed about it. Another scar - healed away by abnormal sciences that had turned her into what she was now. It seemed the only reason she wore any sort of headgear at all was to conceal her non-human ears from the very human soldiers in the area who didn't know the full extent of the program.
Overall, Riikka still looked rather relaxed and unconcerned. She'd risen to attention with the Lieutenant had entered the room again, stayed that way just long enough for the order to stand at ease, and then had resumed her previous stance: leaning back in her seat with her feet propped up on the back of Valerie's. All she offered in response to Fian's comment pointed at her was a raised brow and a tug on her beanie as if to make sure it was secure.
"Keksit, I think if we were all more like me then the Luutnantti would have a fit." She said loud enough for anybody interested to overhear.
Of course Riikka had paid them no mind. Where some who survived what she had might have grown paranoid, it seemed Riikka had been rather nonplussed about it. Another scar - healed away by abnormal sciences that had turned her into what she was now. It seemed the only reason she wore any sort of headgear at all was to conceal her non-human ears from the very human soldiers in the area who didn't know the full extent of the program.
Overall, Riikka still looked rather relaxed and unconcerned. She'd risen to attention with the Lieutenant had entered the room again, stayed that way just long enough for the order to stand at ease, and then had resumed her previous stance: leaning back in her seat with her feet propped up on the back of Valerie's. All she offered in response to Fian's comment pointed at her was a raised brow and a tug on her beanie as if to make sure it was secure.
"Keksit, I think if we were all more like me then the Luutnantti would have a fit." She said loud enough for anybody interested to overhear.