<div align="center"><strong>Nikita Stack</strong></div><br/>The sudden bullet to Kate's head caught Nikita by surprise as she was looking forward to enjoying some fun showing that woman her place for disrespecting her the way she had done earlier. But considering that bullet came from Anne, there's bound to be a reason to hurry up the whole deal. As Anne began to speak about the bomb, her firearm was out almost instantly lining up on Desmond but then was put back in it's holster when Anne commanded to be done so. "Fine. And I was going to clean the mess anyways. Secondly, i'm sure a lot of you have conflicting thoughts about me. Most think i'm some sadistic freak who's primary interest is in random torture or whatever..I don't care. This little display here, was just a reminder to all you about the hierarchy of the orgnisation and the way things work over here. We do not take disrespect lightly. Orders shall be followed and I expect full obedience from all of you. Because if not, believe me, I don't hesitate to get my hands dirty if that's what needs to be done." She said with a light chuckle and watched Anne explain the situation furthur. Oni getting hired back at this point didn't really surprise her all that much. Someone had to put on the job with Kate being dead..and Oni for what it's worth was far more better than that little bitch. She liked the way Anne made it tough on him. Nikita would've liked to teach Oni a lesson or two herself..but that would have to wait for some other time as they kept on clashing to each other somewhat all the time.<br/><br/>Just when Anne was about to move into the briefing, IFFY started that same damn clipping again. Nikita shook her head. "Not this shit again. I swear, one of these days i'm going to erase your brains out Iffy and reprogram you with some actually cool shit." She said with a chuckle. After the formalities were done, she could feel quite a bit of eyes looking at her with an array of emotions..amusement, admiration..even some with disdain. But it didn't really bother her all that much. With teams, such things happened and Nikita knew better than anyone else how to make them do their job and keep matters under control. She liked the calm which Desmond had exhibited, probably because he knew at that moment the aim wasn't to kill him but to prevent the threat. She knew this was the time to begin the briefing and she moved towards her chair and grabbed the seat.