Galatia hurried herself along, trying not to rush, but still a little behind the other acolytes. She didn't want to make a poor impression right from the word go, considering every single test would be pass-fail, with death being not the result of failure, but evidence of it. She had done well so far to impress her superiors - both the sergeants and captains and also the Ecclesiarchy and Inquisitor.<br/><br/>Just as the door slid open, Galatia reached her comrades. She was wearing a neat, black uniform of the Adeptus Arbites, a silver Aquila on each shoulderpad and on her tough mesh vest, just over one breast - which in turn might have drawn attention towards her large bust, causing a pleasant bulge in the flexible armour.<br/><br/>Hanging at her side, kept in place by a polished leather strap, was a shotgun. It looked very well maintained, as though it had recently been serviced and blessed, the Machine Spirit pleased with it. She wore no helmet, revealing her slightly tanned skin, white teeth, friendly smile and... clearly dyed hair. Her hair was pink and blue, and cut relatively short - just above the neck, with a short fringe.<br/><br/>"Ave Imperator! My name is Constable Galatia Inez, but those who work with me call me Calamity Plex. Seeing as we'll be getting to know each other pretty well, go ahead and choose either. It's a pleasure to meet fellow dedicated loyalists, people who want to give something back to society and the Emperor."