Kate easily heard the words directed at her by Odessa, and even managed to be amused by the fact that the man thought herself to be an officer of some rank. But both were basically ignored, at least outwardly. It was obvious that some in the group had some sort of soldier training already, but that was not Kate. She had survived Bugs by her wits alone, and it would be how she did it now.<br/><br/>Coming to a halt within the entrance, dark hues would move about her surroundings momentarily before falling upon the man that made his presence known, easily falling in behind him, yet arching a  brow as he yammered on about the building. Who gave a<em>fuck</em>about the building... he obviously didn't. Truth be told she effectively blocked out his drone, slipping to the back of the elevator away from the others, leaning casually against a corner and closing her eyes. When the doors finally swooshed open and freed her from this particular hell, she made her way to a chair, pulling her documents from an inner pocket of her coat and tossing the to the table top before falling into her seat with a soft grunt. Wasting no time she would lean comfortably back, crossing booted feet on the table, pulling free the remnants of her cigar and lighting it then and there. Once again rancid smoke filled the air, and once again her eyes drifted closed as her head fell back, enjoying her smoke while she could.<br/><br/>Eventually a man entered, looking quite flustered and ill, barking orders immediately. Kate liked him right away. He was brusque and no nonsense. Her mind ticked at the fact that this small misfit group was being hired without any preamble. Her head would tilt slightly, lips wrapped delightfully around her cigar, rolling it as she puffed and blew as she calculated this information.<em>Try not to get yourself killed....</em>a ghost of smile curled her mouth. Oh yeah, this guy was a riot.<br/><br/>Kate waited while until everyone else had taken their folders before her boots thudded on the floor and she leaned across the table in a creak of leather to garner the one remaining, exotic hues swiftly taking in the information. Dead<em>or</em>alive? Now that was interesting... but double the rates on obvious alive. Excitement grew a bit. Alive meant some sort of transport. Maybe she'd get to drive... Cigar would be grasped between teeth as her smile turned to a toothy leer, rolling up the file tight into a small fist, watching from the corners of her eyes the reaction of the others. The man Kyle was precise, the cyborg just as much, though she seemed a bit annoyingly perky for being half machine. And the beer drinking little girl, oh now she was very amusing. She seemed to think simply because she carried a big gun that she was a big shit. Were Kate a betting woman she'd put good money on Odessa dying first. It seemed Kyle easily stepped into the 'leader' role.<br/><br/>Though Kate said not a word she followed the small group, just a bit behind, soon enough coming to the breezeway between armory and garage. Hearing splashed steps over those of her own and the groups, her gaze fell upon a man emerging from a side building, but headed in the same direction as the rest were. She liked the look of the machine gun on his back. Perhaps she should expand her weaponry. As much as she loved her guns, going on a actual bug hunt meant bigger. Much bigger. Her vision captured as well the bat that swung with his sure steps, and a raven brow winged upwards. A bat? For a bug hunt?<br/><br/>Now this man was one to watch.