Skyra blushed heavily and turned away a little bit shyly. "Frick...", she exclaimed when Krys had vanished. This woman... this woman
really, totally knew how to press her buttons. Well... she kinda had to... as their team leader and all. The more time Skyra spend with Krys, the more she appreciated that it was Krys that was chosen for team leader and not herself. She would have just made everything worse.
Yeah, Krysanthe was the right person for this ragtag band of... well... people...
"Concentrate Skyra, concentrate. Why does this always happen..." She sighed and slapped her cheeks with both her hands at the same time twice, squishing them hard. Every time when she started to have some kind of mental distress, that included sadness, she felt herself growing closer to her female friends. It was annoying, but not entirely unpleasurable. But she had to remove herself from Krys' presence and focus on getting her mental barriers back up.
"Krys, I'm gonna go work out. Don't expect me to take part in the 'fun activities' of today!", she hollered into the bathroom where Krys was showering.
Wearing her gym shorts and top, Skyra jogged outside the dorm building and towards the gym when she noticed that the gym was... preoccupied by the race.
A little bit defeated, Skyra was almost about to head back to the dorm, when she heard something going on at the shooting range. Right! That would be a good site to work out at! There were no events scheduled to take place there, she remembered and... yes! Gren was supposed to have her new weapon ready by now, too.
With the scars on her stomach showing clearly, she entered the shooting range to see two familiar figures.
"Good day to you two!", she hollered towards Gren and her new cat-eared friend, Emerald.
"Gren! Is my weapon ready?" She smiled from, ear to ear. This day could actually get good!