Not a bad-sized force... a company at most, 4 platoons with rifle and heavies as backup.  Well, not for this mission right now, but it gave her an idea of the size of this force she'd be signing on with.  Then... 8 months expected, between 3 and over a year?  Hm... well, she'd signed up for<em>far</em>longer for far less than she'd likely be getting here, and in far worse conditions.  Then to her weapons...<br/><br/>"Yeah, well, your last medic likely didn't have my background." she said, shrugging a bit "Sounds like I'm getting a room this time, means I'd have space for my bags then, which is good..."<br/><br/>Then a laugh, soft yet hearty, at the mention of pay...<br/><br/>"Ah, no, just protocol; make an offer and we can work from there, Colonel.  If you make it so that you can clear me for an second Cat-3 SMG as well, since that'd be the only thing left to clear, then that would be<em>greatly</em>appreciated." she said, then her smile widened just a bit "Just keep in mind how many 'Battlefield Angels' have backgrounds like I do..."