As excited as she was, Lisa O'Connor seemed to be the calmest person in the precinct house. She transferred her belongings with meticulous care from her old army standard issue duffle into the metal precinct locker now marked with her last name, in a seemingly almost meditative state. The truth of the matter was, she wanted to run around screaming and tearing things off of the walls just to rid herself of excess energy. Pride and nerves had made a firm knot in her stomach; She'd be meeting the Chief of Police shortly, so he could give her the standard congradulations, and most likely a less-than-standard warning speech. After all, she was the<em>first woman</em>to make it into the ERU.<br/>Which explained the aire of disbelief and distrust when she'd been introduced to her new teammates. A little hostility wouldn't be near enough to phase her though; after a mission or two, they'd be singing a different tune. And she would make<em>damn</em>sure of that.<br/>Once she was finished unpacking she closed and locked the locker, then stood, putting on her best 'I'm better than you but that's ok' smile, and waited for the chief.<br/><br/>