Faelyn glared at Sessuri. She did not like that at all. She did not enjoy the fact she was invading her mind. Reading her thoughts. Well, she or Salaris. In fact, she hated the idea someone could just go and do that. She put learning to protect her mind from such invasion on the list of things to do in the near future. If she would be alive for long enough to do so anyway. For now, she would just have to get used to the idea and try not to think of anything too confidential or offensive.<strong>"Right... Salaris then."</strong>Is all she says to the matter, before turning her attention to the others.<br/><br/>She looked at Sierra next. She had a feeling she would not get along with the woman on a personal level, and could only hope they would be able to work on a professional level.<strong>"I'll look forward to hearing it, D'Monte..." </strong>She responded, curtly.<strong>"We will be there soon enough."</strong>Too soon, n her honest opinion. She wasn't waiting to get started on this suicide mission. She decided to not speak to her further for now and leave speaking with her to what had to be said for the sake of the mission.<br/><br/>Lastly, she would address the swordsman. The one she had hoped to be a bit more of a conventional soldier, but the first impression, well, didn't make her exactly thrilled to be working with him.<strong>"I am telling you that they will only let authorized personnel out from within the Wastelands. For all they know any of you three could have a hidden motive to help the inhabitants of the Wastelands to come through those gates as well. I do not make the rules. So without me, you are not getting out of there, unless you have what we came looking for. So nothing is stopping you from running your sword through me if you believe you can be successful in the mission without me. Nothing is stopping you from stepping out of this hover craft and leaving the mission as soon as we land, and you will never have to step your foot on the Wastelands. Got it?"</strong>She didn't seem to be phased by the man's threatening demeanour, right now she was more worried about what they would face in the wastelands. And how she could dream of keeping her crew together.<br/><br/>So what did she have to work with? A creature who invaded her mind and stole her thoughts. She wasn't even sure what an unarmed creature like that could do on a mission like this. It was hilarious that she had a feeling, that this being would be who she would be getting along better than anyone else. That alone was telling a lot about what she had to work with. Then she had 'boobs' from Aghard. The political tension between their two countries alone was almost enough of a reason to strangle the woman. Not only that, but she had a rotten attitude. Maybe Faelyn had a rotten attitude herself, but she wasn't here to scrutinize herself. And last, but not least, a man who had opened up his conversation with her by asking what would stop him from gutting her. Great. So she had an oversized Man-O-War, a swimsuit model and a guy who threatened her life from the first sentence he spoke. What could go wrong?<br/><br/>Soon enough, the craft came to a halt and touched the ground. Faelyn would leave the craft to take a look, she was met by the massive darksteel gate. She turned to look around, to see two men in military uniforms, next to the Chewbra, loaded with supplies.<strong>"I guess that's for us? I'm Lieutenant Lindeley. Commander of the Wasteland Expedition."</strong>She says. The men nodded, before looking at her crew, that should have left the craft by now. They were positively in awe by the appearance of them. It definitely wasn't your usual crew. But once again, they would have to remember this was not your usual mission.<strong>"Yes. Your supplies are all loaded."</strong>One of the men spoke, while the other signaled toward the gate house. There was a mighty screech as the massive gates begun to slowly open. The man who had spoken led the Chewbra to Faelyn, who grabbed the reins and looked to her crew.<strong>"Last chance then. The craft leaves in five minutes, and you could be on board and forget all about this mission. Otherwise. Let's just get on with it."</strong>With those words, she walked through the gate, leading the Chewbra to the Wastelands. She felt a cold shiver pass through her as she saw the scenery opening before her. There were barely any trees in sight, not that she could see too far through the mist of the endless marshland.