Maethia had been still making use of the gym facilities on the ship when the call for the fire team had gone out over the intercoms of the ship and interrupted the music she’d playing in the otherwise fairly empty room. She wasn’t too far into her run but rather than risk being later the Asari had turned off the treadmill and beat feet to the meeting room right away.<br/><br/>The former commando was one of the last to arrive, filtering into the room and nodding curtly at everyone before taking her seat next to the other new Asari who would be joining their ground team. She was still somewhat sweaty and dressed in the same shorts and shirt she’d been working out in,none too bothered by the fact that it perhaps showed a little much of her well built legs. After she sits and adjusts herself in the seat she smiles at the Asari next to her, remembering her from the club not too long ago. “ Nice to see you made it on.” she whispered, remembering the glance she’d caught in her direction that evening a little too well.<br/><br/>Before she could chat any more however the meeting was started and the time to chat casually had passed. When she was introduced Maethia nodded at everyone. “ It’s nice to meet those who haven’t already seen me. Like he said I’ve got some real commando training but ‘hold your horses’ as humans say, It’s not like I’m some veteran huntress come to save the day or something.” The Asari had a grin on her face and she passed it once more back to Cantanelli who then introduced the Asari next to her. When he introduced her specialty the huntress quirked a brown and looked over the shapely and attractive woman once more, fingers tracing her orange colored markings in thought. Could someone like /that/ honestly be a stuffy prothean expert and even more /why/ would they need a prothean expert?<br/><br/>The meeting goes on and she truly sees what they’re up against as well as learning just what they’re after. Needless to say it was quite the eye opener but she was still grinning by the time the presentation had finished and Mily, as she’d already taken to thinking of the woman as, began typing away on her omnitool and refining searches. After a moment of watching her work she leans back in her chair and settles her hands on the table, one leg crossed over the other with ankle at thigh. “ Well, sounds like heavy shit to me. I like it.” Maethia laughs a little, looking quite pleased with it all. “ I’ve always wanted a little something like this. I love challenge, I like to keep busy.” Her fingers drum at the table and she chews on her lower lip for a moment, speaking once more after a brief pause. “ You’ve of course got my gun no matter what. We practiced in hardshell armor of course for enviro crap. I’m well practiced with fighting in a rebreather and wear a helmet anyway.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>