by Holly 3/7/2014, 4:39 am
Lindia walked out from the safety of the camp to her post on the outside of the Caldecott tunn in Oakland. Her heavy leather boots decorated her feet while combat pants and a set of heavy, yet well polished armor covered her dark shirt. Scars traced her delicate arms, an on one of the wrists was a metallic looking cuff, stretching nearly all the way to her elbow. The child of trivia noticed another girl at the post and sighed, knowing her from the fifth cohort.
Lindia was in the first cohort, and naturally held the response to look down upon the final cohort of this California based legion. Her shining, yet icy blue eyes looked over the other camper before hefting her sheild up, clutching her pilum with the othe hand. The see teen year olds hair was done in a ponytail underneath her roman war helmet, braided and dyed with streaks of a midnight blue.