"About time..." she muttered as the doors finally opened.<br/><br/>Clearly not impressed by the director's words, she just shrugged and started with her papers.<br/><br/>Odessa flicked through the paperwork.<br/><br/>"Yeah, blah... blah blah... oh look, even more blah", she muttered before signing it and grabbing her ID.<br/><br/>Kyle's words caught her attention. "Armoury? Yep, get me some .45 hollowpoint, or high-power, if they got that. And tell me about what they got there."<br/><br/>She paused for a moment, and continued. "You know, I might as well come along. I need some bits of that thing...", she patted her body armour, "...looked after. New power cells for the sights, a bit of paint, you know, this and that. And then I need a shower. Haven't had one for about three weeks."<br/><br/>She picked up her backpack, which she had dropped before the sign up procedure, and walked over to Kyle. "Anyone else?"