Sam's work with the ammunition lasted just a short while, after the Miller woman left.  It was good to have the job to return to, since his encounter with the Spook-lady left him feeling odd, as if there were some kind of chilled slime left along his spine.  He'd felt dirty, or violated.  It was impossible to describe, but there it was.<br/><br/>Once the ammunition load-outs were calculated, and the loading process started, Sam moved over to his suit, to oversee the work on the chest-mounted vulcan gun, the rotary machine gun that, while pretty ineffective against a Zeke MS, would still prove useful f they ran into infantry, or a lighter vehicle.  AS he did, he ooked around, wondering where the boss and Isabel were.  The walk was scheduled to start in just under twenty minutes, and so far, he was the only one there.  Wait...<br/><br/>He saw the boss, emerging from Unit One's shoulder.  Sam nodded, and shot a loose salute to Samson, grinning while he did.<br/><br/>"How's it going, boss?"  Sam asked.  "Ready for another fight?"