<div align="center"><strong>War Rm II; Souxsie; FNG, Red, Rico</strong></div><br/><br/>Siouxsie's gaze turned to Dick when he asked his question, she grabbed one of the dossiers in turn and flipped a couple of pages before responding, "Heavy caliber ammunition, 7.62 on up. They've been clocked in a full sprint at 30 miles per hour. Annnd those hooks are solid bone, like I said, light armor because you have to wear cold weather gear." At his next question she said, "Yes, accommodations will be provided for, you'll eat chow on the research base. They'll have tents set up for you specifically and they'll also probably tell you some rules when you get there. Naturally we obey Uncle Sam," she finished with a wry smile.<br/><br/>Red's question went along the lines of Dick's second set of questions so she nodded briskly in response, "From the information I've been given, you'll be given everything but gear, so that would include one of their vehicles. You'll see specifics when you get there." She reached down and scratched Ferdi between the ears and glanced over at Rico when his smart ass mouth piped up. Rico had never liked her, which was fine, she didn't pay them to like her, not that they even knew she paid them, but the comments were unnecessary as was the tone of his voice. She frowned and gazed at him steadily for a moment.<br/><br/>"Rico, are all Guatemalan's perpetually frowny-faced and constipated as you or are you the exception?" she asked, quirking one solitary brow at him. "Besides, the Archduke is a pure bred, which is probably more than I can say for you. As I mentioned during the briefing, which you might have heard had you not been so wrapped up in whining to yourself and Dick, then you would know that they will not tell me how big it is, or if it's in the shape of a crazy eight, phallus, pyramid, or your face. You will receive a debriefing on the specifics when you get there due to the nature of the security level for this." She might have left it at that and been fine, but she bristled visibly when he opened his mouth about the mission. "You're the executive officer, Pedro, if you have opinions about the missions you're given, then you can submit them to the high ups in formal writing. You're the only one complaining." Not liking him at all right now, Siouxsie turned and headed towards the door with Ferdinand in tow, "Three days and you fly, go ahead and get your gear together. Come on Ferdi, people from Venezuela are so bitchy," she said to the German Shepard and left them in the room to whine or get ready for the mission.