[b]Makoto Takai- Nameless Group
Warehouse Base[/b]

"Pure, please" Makoto exclaimed while eyeing the one who intorduced herself as Lila. She seemed friendly enough, but Makoto's experience told her, people could be friendly on the outside, but actually condemn you on the inside. She had done it a couple of times before, too.
"Yeah, it was one of the moderators, who wasn't really that cooperative at first, but after some... persuasion... I got sent here"
She slumped forward in her chair and placed her head on her hand which she had leaning onto the table by her elbow.

"So, you want to send me out already before telling me your name? How rude...", Makoto pouted, but her pout was quickly followed by a fit of laughter. 
"Sure, sure, if the three of you want me to accompany you, I'll do so. I might be green as puke, but I can handle myself, I think"
She reached behind and from her back, one of her muskets appeared. As quick as she could, she pulled out the bayonet, mounted it on the barrel, then she installed a scope on top of the 19th century rifled musket. It sure looked different, but the menacing gleam in her eyes were telling everybody looking at her that she absolutely loved this weapon and that she meant business with it.
Finally, she attached leather straps to it and shouldered it.

"If you want to head out and teach me stuff, I'd be ready" A big smirk formed on her face as she got up and straightened her pleated skirt, then sat down again. "First, some tea, though"