"Sir yes sir!" she responded, finally allowing herself to grin, her plan accepted without a second thought "By your leaves, sirs!"<br/><br/>And with that, about face and off to the armory to speak with the quartermaster.  Over her comm she contacted her LT, ordered him to get Bravo Company - aka Badass Company - met up to stock up and to prepare to move out.  Time to load up and move out, squirtguns and all, though she planned on loading up on silver slugs and slugthrowers too, just in case.  Plasma weaponry too, if she could coerce the Quartermaster into it.<br/><br/>She wasted no time in getting moving...