Contested Strike (Iron Will) 1 pass vs. 8, failed
The deep breath worked wonders, almost shockingly so. Hailey knew all about the power of breath—she practiced yoga and meditation daily—but this time, the calm that swept over her felt almost magical, like it reached deeper than usual.
She was glad to hear the services respected each other. A little friendly razzing was fine by her as long as everyone remembered they were on the same team when it mattered. She’d seen the damage egos could do when they got in the way of protecting and serving.
"Army, yup," she confirmed with a nod. "After eight years, I'm sure I’ve heard it all."
She glanced over with a playful smile. "How about you, Sarge?" she asked, the corner of her mouth quirking up. "I’m guessing that's not your last name."
The deep breath worked wonders, almost shockingly so. Hailey knew all about the power of breath—she practiced yoga and meditation daily—but this time, the calm that swept over her felt almost magical, like it reached deeper than usual.
She was glad to hear the services respected each other. A little friendly razzing was fine by her as long as everyone remembered they were on the same team when it mattered. She’d seen the damage egos could do when they got in the way of protecting and serving.
"Army, yup," she confirmed with a nod. "After eight years, I'm sure I’ve heard it all."
She glanced over with a playful smile. "How about you, Sarge?" she asked, the corner of her mouth quirking up. "I’m guessing that's not your last name."