The small group filed into the armory, and Kate's dark eyes canned over all the lovely toys. The man she had noted approached the booth, being greeted by a glasses wearing Suckretary...sorry SECretary type, and she heard him speak. He was Russian, VERY Russian, and obviously not new to this unit. Her hot gaze followed him as he disappeared amongst the stacks.<br/><br/>What was it that was so intriguing about him? Possibly his lack of banter. Possibly that bat that swung from his hip. Hard to say at this early juncture.<br/><br/>As per her usual, Kate stood slightly behind the rest of the group, watching in silence as Kyle stepped up and spoke to Sylvia, for all of them. What a guy...taking care of all the ladies like that! As he turned to look at her, for the smallest moment she made eye contact with him, and through the smoke of her cigar she gave him a wink. Hell if he wanted to play Heap Big Leader he could have at it. She might even pretend to follow while it suited her. And it did right now as Sylvia let them through with a scowl and a narrowing of eyes. Kate perused for awhile. She was not a woman turned on by big guns. Her 9mm's were fine for her, and had served her well in the past, but she wasn't stupid either. She'd been given the keys to the candy shop so she had to leave with something. Eventually she chose a Robinson Armament XCR (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robinson_Armament_XCR) , figuring it suited her best. Heading back to the booth with her choice, having loaded the pockets of duster with clips as well as the pockets of her cargo pants (http://images.esellerpro.com/2296/I/101/91/infantry_cargo_trousers_black_1.jpg), the Russians voice could be heard, chopping his words, and as she rounded the corner she saw him. Call him Shev he said. His accent was heavy; for some reason it made Kate grin. And though Kyle had stepped up to the 'leader' plate, it was obvious to her who the true one was now. Filing passed Sheila again, signing her life away again, she made her way out of the armory only to be greeted by a most beautiful sight.<br/><br/>The Marauder sat before her, purring with heady life. Slinging her rifle over a shoulder, she noted Kyle standing alongside the vehicle like a good little soldier, and Shev was at the lid. Oh, Kate was in love! Walking slowly around the huge vehicle a hand would come up to caress the hood, lingering there as the rumble of the engine slid up her arm, even felt through the soles of her boots. Her head would turn, full lips pursing to spit out her cigar as she continued around to the drivers door, smiling a toothy smile all the while. Without asking, without even thinking really Kate opened the door and slid behind the steering wheel, her hands stroking over it as she practically purred herself. Now...NOW she felt at home!<br/>