<div class="floatleft">(http://media.moddb.com/images/members/1/771/770163/anime-girl_011.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Kyra Sayre<br/><strong>Location:</strong>XCOM Barrack Main Hall<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Addressing the Valkyries<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><br/>Birrell was the first to fling a question at the colonel, and Kyra's dark eye fell upon her like a hawk's.<strong>"Ma'am I have a question, is our equipment being sent on or will we be issued new equipment as part of this deployment?"</strong>A smirk cracked across Kyra's lips, before a tremor caused the expression to widen. It was difficult stifling the laugh that bubbled just beneath the surface.<br/><br/>Before answering, she looked around to the other girls in the room. Almost like she was pleasedto announce, the colonel answered with a blunt<strong>"No."</strong>. She took a calming breath to help swallow the laugh, then continued.<strong>"Not everyone funding the XCOM Project hold much faith in Operation Valkyrie. So besides the clothes on your back and whatever we've got in the barracks, you're goin' out there naked, ladies."</strong>Her eyes shifted over towards Rand and watched as she unzipped the front of her suit. Just as she did so, yet another member of the squad rushed into the room. Kyra watched as this new member with the large sniper rifle rushed in and positioned herself quite awkwardly in the chair.<br/><br/><strong>"Sorry for being late, but, if it means something, I got a souvenir from American Airlines telling me to never fly with them again"</strong><br/><br/>The unamused Kyra raised an eyebrow at the woman. Looking over the entire team as a unit, a look of disappointment flashed over her face.<strong>~They're all gonna die, aren't they?~</strong>With a weak sigh, she spoke.<strong>"I was just telling your squad mates, who all showed up on time, that none of you will be getting any gear for your missions. You'll be going as is. You want better gear, complete your missions."</strong><br/><br/>She turned her attention away from them for the moment. Allowing a calming sigh to escape through her nose, she continued.<strong>"Mission Control is currently scanning for ET activity. When they find something, I'll be coming to get you for the mission. For the time being, you're free to do as you please."</strong>With an index finger, she pointed to a light fixed in the very center of the ceiling.<strong>"When that alarm goes off, I expect you all suited up and ready to go by the time I return. Every second you waste, someone dies. Just keep that in mind."</strong><br/><br/>And with that, she turned to walk towards the exit elevator at the front of the room.<strong>"Dismissed."</strong>