Vulture shrugged as she listened halfheartedly to the explanations. "Whatever, as long as I get paid, I guess." This mission was bigger than any job she had accepted as a mercenary, and much bigger than the usual arena fight, but still she didn't seem to be taking it seriously just yet. At least if she did she wouldn't show it.<br/><br/>Vulture stood up and stretched. Under the tarp it became evident that she was wearing her civilian piloting clothes, which did not include a top. It wasn't safe to pilot without a fireproof suit, but her Wanzer's AC unit was busted, and the fans at the arena appreciated it. Still this was hardly appropriate garb for a military ship. Waiting till all the other pilots had left the room before following them out and down the hallway, taking up the rear guard position as they walked.