Brian sat impassively once the speech started.  It was, in his experience, best to smile and nod when necessary through these things.  They were all pretty much the same anyway.  As usual, the only troubling one was number six, but so long as the guy didn't micromanage and try to tell them individually how to do their jobs, no problems.  His first boss had tried that, once.  The guy hadn't survived his first job, got himself taken out by a punk kid with a throwaway special, the kinda laser that was good for one small power pack before it got tossed.  Hell of a way to die.  Whether he learned his lesson or not, Brian never knew.<br/><br/>So, he spent the time scoping out the teammates.  Both Markus and the C.O. seemed like they knew what they were doing.  Not that this said much, everyone here, so far as he knew, was a veteran member of the company.  The women were . . . interesting in their variety.  The sparkly woman was notable.  The Condordian, he knew from prior experience, would be good in a fight.  Beyond that, he quite frankly didn't care.  The spacesuited one, well, she was a second random element, so far.  Which left the Golemite.  He'd only heard of the race by reputation, never actually seen or worked with one.  Wasn't really certain how to kill one either, if it came to that in terms of jobs.