Rolling onto her side and groaning in annoyance Styr snarls in the direction of the door "Okay okay fine I'll be out in a flash" Crawling slowly out of bed Styr stretches and yawns checking the time on her digital clock around her wrist, shaking her head she moves toward her closet growling "O six hundred hours and no coffee, wonderful" Pulling on her black and purple suit and zipping up her boots she grabs her cloak from its rack and moves across the room to where her weapons sit cleaned, polished and ready for use. Checking the draw string on her compound bow she slides her dual bladed short swords into their holsters at her hips, and pulls her quiver full of arrows over her head poking at the carbon fletching as she does so, turning her attention to her bow she pulls the releases at the side and folds her bow inwards and slides it into its place at the small of her back, pulling her cloak around her she turns and moves to her bed sliding her hand beneath the pillows pulling out her shiny gunblade and slides it snuggly in its home against her right calf and clasping it in place. Stretching once more she moves and pulls open her door and beams brightly at Wulfe "Morning sunshine"


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