After flipping through her file for a little while , Roselia noticed that there was a man ( not of any importance at least in her eyes) waving for her, and the other esper, or espers considering , towards the stairwell. When she walked by the man muttered " first door to your right , should be the meeting room." However , she paused at the sound if a helicopter landing. The same man that had spoken before whistled muttering " Alexander." It did not take long for this obviously important man to pass by her stating loudly " let's move fast."<br/><br/>She followed the man who lead her to the meeting room. There was no time for a proper introduction it seemed.  They had no sooner entered the large room, and got situated when the door swung open.  Her curiousity was at peak , what could be going on ? Time was essential to everyone but so wasn't knowing people's names. Her head shook for a minute before hearing what the man that swung the rather large door open had to say.<br/><br/>"There is a large Armenian force headed this way. There is no doubt that it is because of us. We are in the process of evacuating what is left of the civilians." Damn...damn and damn. The fact that they caught on so fast meant that somewhere along the line they had caught a spiders eyeview of where the espers may be. Dangerous game they like to play. She would say infiltrating one of their bases was easy but she was positive that if her steps weren't careful the Armenian's would have caught on to her back then.<br/><br/>"How much longer do we have?" The man named Alexander who was in charge asked the man who had just spoke, then muttered a dismissle to the other two or so it seemed to her view. She was trained to notice hand movements, face gestures, patterns, anything that could be useful for an intelligence officer. "What will you have us do?" This was important and considering from what she read in the file Alexander was not a force to reckon with, however, neither is an army. So what would be their course of action?<br/><br/>"We know a squad of mechs, no more than ten have been sent down here. We intend to force their pilots to abandon them so that we can gain more intel on their technology." The man spoke not realizeing she had a  little knowledge on their mechs, not a lot, but enough to where replicating the mech's wouldn't be too difficult.<br/><br/><br/>" If you so please , sir , from what I gather on an old feild mission I found that.the mech's design is not hard to copy even without a blue print. What should be focsed is the chip system , this will reveal far more than any applicable design could about their technology." She stopped speaking then realizing it was out of turn<br/><br/><br/>"And where will we come in?" Who she supposed would be giving the orders spoke. In other words, Alexander.<br/><br/><br/>"You will have to act as our eyes and perhaps cause distractions so that we can land a good shot on them." So, they were to act as decoys. What a freaking waste. Their first mission was an overt mission that was typically given as a test for new soldiers. She may be 17 the youngest of the group but by no means was she blind. Then the dreaded roll call occured as a man stood center of the room, it was not Alexander to her surprise, However, when his name came up he made sure to announce he was here.<br/><br/>Right after his name, came her name, and like a true militian person she stood up. " Roselia at your service." Then sat back down awaiting for the roll call for everyone else. Once, the name calling was all over it became time for tactical talk like tactics were always considered in battle. Maybe she was a bit of a realist but sometimes actions inquired tactics to fail. Howver, her eyes and ears were completely focused on the discussion itself.<br/><br/><br/>-----------------<br/><br/>Time passed and the tactical talk soon came to an end. She was to be dispatched as one of the few apart of the tower of ruins of london. This would be fun.