Wait… what's that supposed to mean? About being fun and competitive. She's fun and competitive. She'd like to see anyone kill these robot sparring partners as efficiently as she did. And as for fun… she knows a joke.
A single joke.
She half turns and watches Maria out of the corner of her eyes as she 'takes the call'… a small scowl upon her lips. She doesn't know these people, she doesn't know what they are truly about. Not yet. She is here though. She is doing her best to… be… one of them. But it's a bit of envy she feels when she thinks about Maria going out and enjoying time with Weapon X.
And she has no idea why.
Jade green eyes look now fully towards Agent Hill when she addresses Laura once more, as she speaks of Logan and medical support. What kind of mission are they going on that could require medical support? And why did Maria feel the need to inform her of Logan's imminent arrival? And why does she feel a little bit of relief when she is informed of Logan's imminent arrival? She nods as she now turns, heading towards the doorway.
"Understood. I will be ready." She watches as Maria head in the general direction of the garage, and she herself heads towards the bunk area.
A little sniff, and she knows no one is in the immediate area. Not anyone that could walk in on her. She peels off the t-shirt she had been wearing, tossing it onto the bed as she kneels down. From under her bed she pulls a small trunk, thin enough to be manageable under her bed. She opens it and rummages through it. She didn't have… anything… when first she came here. But Shield (Maria) was kind enough to take a little pity on her. Provide her with at least some choices in regards to wardrobe. It almost makes her feel like she's going through her cousin's closet again looking for something cute to wear.
A thought that brings a smile to her lips.
And that smile widens as she finds a cute pink and black crop top shirt… and she pulls that from the trunk. She draws a few other garments from the trunk, and she then closes it as she pushes it under her bed once more. Standing, she quickly slips into her new outfit. This is as close as she will come at the moment to a battle uniform. It isn't exactly Shield issue (like at all), but she likes it. The outfit serves no purpose (as Jessica's does), but she likes it. Pulling the pink top on, she then slips thigh high stockings up her long and muscular legs, and then a short black skirt. She finds herself smiling the whole time she gets dressed. Once more, she might be an engineered killing machine… but she likes to look pretty when she can. Slipping on a pair of combat-ish boots, she now walks slowly back and forth in the room, getting a feel for the outfit. She nods in satisfaction, and she pulls on a pair of red and gray gloves. A hand moves to her neck, brushing against the locket affixed to the black leather choker she always is seen with, and she now moves towards the doorway.
Proceeding down the hall, her hands flex and her blades drive out of the back of her hands. The gloves already have little tears in them from her claws, but her cool boots will have to be sacrificed if she has to use her talons. She should invest in flipflops or something. Her claws retract into her skin, and she rubs her knuckles actively as she now enters the garage, glancing towards those already there (Maria and Jessica). Being the keen conversationalist she is… she remains quiet as she stands away from them. Her arms cross over her toned abs, her long dark hair partially concealing her eyes.
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