As Sera entered the hanger she was rather taken aback, it was larger than she assumed it would be. There couldn't be enough of them going to fill the damn thing could there? No - it was an exploration mission! There would only be a handful, that's how they briefed her. "They certainly didn't skimp on the budget for this one," she said to herself, her accent was a strange one, most prominently Russian but you could hear it being challenged by other dialects, the most prominent of these challengers being the Italian accent that Sera inherited from her mother. It was a strange combination, the Russian was strong and forceful whereas the slight hint of Italian was full of passion and grace.

She was, as per usual fully geared up. The Shocklance never left her wrist and her Blinkfusor was strapped firmly to her back. Her overly large Solar Rail was the most interesting piece of equipment as when not in use it swung around to her hips, sort of looking like two giant sheaths, it was an amusing spectacle from afar as it almost looked like Sera wore two old great swords on her belt. The Ski's were of course the most bland equipment, they were just boots to anyone not in the know. 

Sera wasn't the only one in the hanger there were some ships, as well as other exhibition force members, Sera should probably known their names, she believed one was called Hughes? It wasn't a difficult name to remember. She took one last look around before deciding it was time to get to the dropshop.