The only showing that the Harbringer had touched her mind was the small wince that came forth upon Sayuri's face, suddenly a tad pale. Shaking her head lightly, she flashed the man a glare. She was not used to taking orders, lest being threatened, by anyone other than the dark one's themselves, more specifically the Dark Master.<br/><br/>Ripping her sapphire eyes from the man..thing, she stared across the room at a wall, trying not to look as though she was a sulking child that had been slapped on the hand.<br/><br/>"Damien, what ever requires more combat then opperations, I'll take. I tend to have more fun when ripping things apart." she said, glancing to him. "So place me in what ever area that is best. Perhaps you should take a gander at our profile's, I'm sure that the Dark one's equipted you with them. Go over them and figure out who is best for what." She muttered before closing her eyes and going silent.