Maethia had spent the better part of the day preparing her own quarters and setting up the modest living space that she’d been provided in the cargo hold to her liking. There wasn’t much to arrange , honestly but a nap in between moving a few cases around here and there had more than kept her busy to her liking. She was nearing the beginning of yet another nap until a chime in her room rung. Sitting up and swinging her legs over the frame of her small bed the asari stood and checked the oni-tool she’d left laying on her bedside table. It was a notice telling her to make her way to the armory of all things. Maybe they wanted to see her shoot now that the recruiting process had actually been finished. It wasn’t a bother to her at least, she always loved getting to light up a target.<br/>Taking one last moment to assess her appearance in the mirror the Asari seemed satisfied with what she saw. It was simple and professional, at least what passed for professional on a mercenary vessel. Navy blue BDU pants sold surplus from the alliance navy and a breathable mesh shirt of a similar camo scheme.  It showed off the definition of her upper body well enough and highlighted her somewhat stockier build that most asari but that was the intention.  After appraisal was done she slipped into her boots and laced them up before heading towards the armory.<br/><br/>Upon entering she seems Cantelli side step and prepare to exit. He was tossing her to the wolves seemed. The thought made her smile and she nodded respectfully at the man as he made his exit. Maethia felt eyes on herself, judging her and she was just as sure, checking her out but the stocky asari didn’t let it bother her. Arms behind her back a stance wide she looked at all of them in turn and grinned. “ Come on boys, I have eyes too. Especially you, Quarian. “ Of course she couldn’t be sure what he was doing but… why not show them she wasn’t afraid to joke around.<br/><br/>When the first question was fire she fielded it with confidence, chin held high and voice sure. “ I do have a little bit of commando training. “ she nods before continuing. “ Most of it is your standard hit-and-run stuff. Light arms, hand to hand and limited biotic potential stuff. I always excelled in heavier arms however.” She lets her wry smile spread a little wider before breaking her rest stance and moving to lean against the wall. “ You know, LMGs and all that shit. I’m a decent shot and a good slight sturdier than most Asari. I’m good at covering fire, is what I mean to say. Got an old mattock I amped up and turned fully automatic. I don’t even have to hit someone with it to scare them now.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>