<b>Kacy</b><br/><br/><br/>Kacy shifted in her seat, crossing her legs with a rustle of fishnet, her fingers drumming restlessly on her thigh. Shootings, bombs, a room full of hyped up mercenaries, and crazed AI playing clips from some mad children's movie - her nerves were on edge, hyped for action, and she was supposed to sit still and listen to a power point presentation. She took in each picture like a hawk as it appeared, her eyes roaming over every feature, but quickly wandered to look over the gathered crew as Anne went over their history and relationships. She had regretted the loss of the half naked girl shortly after the thrill of watching her die had worn off - the girl has clearly been an idiot, but she'd also looked like the kind of idiot good for a roll in the hay. An unprofessional thought, but she didn't have to be professional inside her own damn head. Apart from Oni, who seemed on borrowed time, nobody struck her as a serious weak link so far.<br/><br/>At Anne's call for questions, Kacy bites her lip thoughtfully, then speaks up. "I suppose before I find out HOW we are kidnapping her I'd be curious to know WHY we are. Not why Miss high tech wants her out of the way, that's obvious." she leaned in, looking over the pictured target closely. "I mean why are WE doing it - why do you feel a room full of expensive mercenaries is necessary? Daddies little girl doesn't look too deadly, so my first interest is what kind of bees will be guarding that particular pot o' honey. A plan is nice, but what I'm up against if the plan goes wrong is my first order of curiosity. That and does she, and her bees, expect something like this?" She watched Anne, her head cocked to the side curiously as she waits for the meat of the presentation.<br/><br/><br/>