Rhia was sizing up the room around her, now aware that there was a reason why there were multiple people here. This wasn't a solo mission, that she had expected, but she was expected to work with someone. What was worse, as her watery blue eyes widened, was that there was an appointed leader to all of them. She had never worked well under the authority of anyone, which was how she found herself in her current place. If they had sought out Rhia's help, then why had they overlooked her lack of obedience to authority and working with others. Her hand moved back into her pocket, as she clenched it around her pistol. Her emotions turning towards the anger side as she looked ahead, at everyone else. But then she heard a sound directed towards her, and it seemed the commander was speaking to her.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156959.msg7217404#msg7217404">Quote from: JohnTheGreat on 13-11-2012, 11:19:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">she looks around the room once more and sizes up the pair who failed to give any rank, <strong>"You, what is your name?"</strong> she asks Rhia. <strong>"The lot of you will investigate the factory incident and make a show of the people behind it."tem<br/></strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Instantly her eyes narrowed, as she looked ahead, but she was a silent person. She wasn't comfortable with everyone knowing and hearing her voice, or answering trivial questions that wouldn't matter. Rhia was still contemplating if she should leave or not, or follow the directions of the commander. Her mind thought to how she had gotten to this point in her life, and honestly she needed the money. Maybe if she was here to help the time would go by quicker, or she could make an impression to make the employer realize that she was the only one needed. Either way, Rhia complied, bu she did waited quite some time before responding. Just as the group's leader would probably have given up on her name.<br/><br/>"I would prefer to be called by Rhia," she responded. Not wanting her nickname used by her limited friends and peers to be known. Already she had a fowl taste for their leader and was anticipating the moment she would free herself of the crowds of people that she currently inhabited with. She let her grip off of her pistol and placed her arms tightly to her side, fists still clenched but hidden within her jackets. She eyed the leader as she continued to talk to the comrades, which seemed decently likeable, but Rhia was more focused on the current negativity she towards following the wishes of a leader who knew probably as little as she did.<br/><br/>Finally, she turned her head to her group of people which were about to embark on an adventure of the factory. Never saying a word, but sizing the small group up.