Gloria sat in the Mess Hall holding an envelope tightly in her hand. It had been a while since she'd gotten a letter but she hadn't really expected that many in the first place. She wrote when she could...her eyes going wide it looks like her dad and finally broken the rules. Inside with the letter itself was a picture of her son . She carefully pulled out the picture a sad smile crossing her face

Gloria made her way to the gym already changed into her workout clothes. She was just feeling the need to beat the crap out of something and the gym was the perfect place. She looked around before starting...something was probably her best bet. She made her way toward the heavy bag pausing only long enough to wrap her hands. She nodded to herself and the punches started causing the bag to sway with the force

Gloria took a deep breath enjoying the lack of freezing cold she'd started to get used to. It was nice this new place and it gave her plenty of space to roam around outside the team's area. She stretched...with Victor. For now things were really going pretty well. She leaned back against an outside wall tilting her head back to rest against it. She chuckled a little she might actually enjoy her time here

Gloria sat in the Mess Hall her back toward one of the corners. She had a plate of food sitting on the table in front of her already spiced with some hot sauce she'd managed to find. She was watching it...around the machines in the garage. It was boring work considering how many times she'd done it already but if she didn't do something she was going to lose her mind. This camp was slowly driving her nuts

Risque sat in the garage her back up against one of the jeeps. She had a lit cigarette in hand taking a slow drag every now and then. She hadn't like being this age the first time through so having to do it again surrounded by a ton of mutants and some mutant haters wasn't making this a good time for her. Hiding out in the garage with the cars to work on and her cigarettes was making things just a...

...through the minimal pack of information that they had been given, it hardly gave them any guidance but it at least had a basic map and at least one ID card for a Yakov P. Demidov which was for Forge to use. Mutants Required: John Wraith (designated mission leader) Forge Gloria 'Risque' Munoz Jessica 'Siren' Davies ((Please see teamx ooc board for us to discuss our plans))

It was Zero's job to clear out the weapons hanger for the tournament. While it seemed like the most improper place for such a thing, where they were, it actually was perfect. The building was larger than...fight is to make your opponent step out of bounds, give up, or knock them unconscious. Anything else will be regarded as foul play and you will be immediately disqualified. That aside. Lets fight.

*Risque was sitting in the garage leaned back against the wall. She stared up at the ceiling sighing softly to herself trying to think of something to do. She needed to get a new book or something to keep herself occupied especially spending all her time inside. The cold was not something she wanted to deal with for more than a few minutes even if she had company out there.*

*After spending all her time since they arrived avoiding it Risque finally decided she needed to check out the outside of their latest camp. She stood by the door letting her eyes scan her surroundings with a scowl.* Son of a... *She sighed walking away from the building enough to get a good look. Risque hated being cold and she hated the snow. She was meant for warm weather not this place. She shook...

*Risque sat by the fire holding a rag to her cheek. She was not a big nature fan especially when nature attacked her face. Of course she'd gotten her own revenge and had blown up the tree, one less she had to deal with while they were there. She grumbled curses under her breath hoping she wouldn't have to go to the medical tent. No music, no booze, and no cigarettes was really starting to get to her...