Chris hissed when she gingerly touched the bruise sitting there angrily just under right eye. Well at the very least she had been able to return the bruise times by a large number Chris thought with a smile into the mirror. Deciding to stop toying with the bluish mark on her face, she could visit the medical bay quickly soon to get it fixed and check later, Chris turned with an upward stretch to her suitcases sitting atop her lovely wide new bed.

She had already had a shower, changed and lugged all her bags up her (not in that order) so all that was left to do was unpack. Chris stared at the bags and, quite possible, they stared back. For about half a minute this odd staring contest ensued as Chris wondered whether she should go downstairs and chat with some people or hide away in this lovely comfortable room and unpack.

“Nope, c’mon.” Chris sighed to herself on her way to her door. “I can’t just hide away from society. I have to get out there and out really make an effort to make friends, no matter how exhausting it may be.” She slung her small bag over her shoulder and then once again confronted the mirror. 

She looked…presentable? That bruise on her check seemed to have gotten a bit bigger since her last check which caused Chris some concern. “Yeah, better go see a doctor about this.” She said before smoothing out her red t shirt and moving her hair a bit over the right side of her face to try and cover it up. She looked silly but at least it kept the bruise out of sight.

With the door closed, and presumably locked, behind her Chris wandered the huge corridors and winding stairwells back towards the Common Room which had thankfully by now emptied somewhat leaving a few groups of people milling about doing their own thing. But Chris wasn’t too interested in them, she was looking out for a friend of hers whom she had met at the first League opening and the two of them had talked a few times since. In fact once he arrived to give a hand with a rowdy metahuman in her little town. Passing by a man fiddling around with a gun, something that always made Chris a bit nervous, she spotted a dog and gave it a wave and a smile before moving on because dogs were cute and deserved such things. Ah ha! There he was. Chris grinned when she saw Hot Shot chatting away with Hi-Voltage and one of the new recruits. She hadn’t gotten to know Hi-Voltage that much but seeing as he was also from the UK Chris felt a little closer to home around him.

Walking up to then Chris opened her mouth to say hello but as she drew near and caught a whiff of the delicious foods stacked sky high on a plate her stomach growled. Very, very loudly with a stabbing ache.

“Umm, hi.” Chris waved with a very sheepish grin, whilst also making a mental note to grab some food as soon as possible. “uuh, h-how are guys?”