<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Dg0ZyMR.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong></td><td>  Riley Saberhagen</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong></td><td>  XCOM Barracks</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Action:</strong></td><td>  --</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong></td><td>  Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Riley jerked upright when she heard the alarm, skipping her undergarments (despite the commander's comments) in an attempt to move faster. She rushed out of the barracks, still snapping her ballistic vest and various harnesses and carriers on as she moved. When she reached the designated area she paused, taking a moment to redo her hasty gearing up. With her gear amateurishly settled, she looked at the commander and snapped upright.<br/><br/>"R-Rookie Saberhagen, reporting, Ma'am!"