Aika Lennone
"Oh, it's not too bad, Azi." Aika stated as she made her way to the next bed after his, sitting on the side facing him. She laid back across the middle of the mattress, stretched her arms in a wide arc, and folded her hands behind her head. Her hands along with the hood of the cloak she still hadn't removed made a nice pillow for her to prop her head up a bit, looking down her body to see the left side of Azi's buried face.
"At least we're still alive. And I'm fairly certain we weren't going to please that sorceress even if we did all survive." After a moment she sat up and began to remove her cloak, sword, and armor, placing them on the shelf above her bed. She slung her bag around onto her lap, and dug through it before revealing a tome from within. She placed the bag aside and opened the book to somewhere in the middle and began to skim the pages.
"Besides," she remarked.
"Check out this sweet pad we've got."The sarcasm was painfully obvious as she peered over the top of the tome and glanced around the cramped mundane quarters, particularly at the dark-skinned archer in the far corner.
"Must be someone from one of the other squads," she stated a bit softer.