Well, she certainly had come a long way. Fought in a dozen wars and held the line in three cities. Survived urban, door to door combat in at least six downtown warzones and if she was a proper soldier instead of a mercenary she probably would have made it to an officer rank by now. 

Not bad for the child of potato farmers. 

Hearing the announcement for all members to gather at the control room, Isabel snapped the last pieces of her Light Machine Gun together, having been doing some maintenance on it in anticipation of seeing action. Getting up, anticipating a briefing - not a direct situation into combat - Isabel only holstered her pistol over a casual outfit of t-shirt and jeans before heading out, heading towards the communication room and seeing Weiss in full combat armour already, as well as June. 

[i]Well,[/i] she thought to herself, [i]somebody's eager.[/i]