Arianna had been chatting in a low voice to one of the males next to her, Maegr, before Garrern entered the room while everyone was doing their checks. The nature of the mission was rather cut and dry, get in, kill everything, get out and report their results and observations to their Master as needed. However, there was something about this mission that just did not settle well with the young woman and she really couldn't pin point what it was which only seemed to make it worse. When the ship shook, she let out a sigh and stood up with the rest of the troops and glanced at her three friends before her hands patted the sabers at her side. The entries were always pretty rough, but she had nothing but trust for their pilot... unlike the first two who had been found in ditches, killed in a rather 'mysterious' manner.

	[color=a187be][b]"So, is it just me or is there something off about this mission?"[/b][/color] she asked her companions, [color=a187be][b][i]Terminate everything and anything that gets in my way... ensure the mission is completed before we return...[/i][/b][/color]

	Arianna's thoughts were cut short as another violent shudder ran through their ship, forcing her to brace herself and switch her footing so she would not fall into any of the troops around them. However, even with that thought interrupted, the ever present thought of what would happen to Maegr rolled through her mind. She normally did her best to stay within sight of the male as she wanted to ensure that she was around should his rage consume him as it was known to do from time to time. There was no understanding on her part as to why, but she had always been able to calm him. Sometimes it went smoothly, other times she would walk away with an injury or two, but so far there was never anything fatal. She was not worried about the scars she received from him as she always thought them well worth bringing her friend back to his right mind.

	Then there was Garrern, she never really had to worry about him as he always seemed to handle himself well enough. Even if she tried to help him on the rare occasion he was injured, she practically had to force him to allow her to assist. As much as they were part of the Sith, she felt them to be a part of her family and she cared for them as much as one could show without gaining grievous injury from a Master should you get caught.  She knew that all too well and the intricate swirls and markings along her stomach were testament to what the Sith felt was a weakness within her. Maybe he refused her because of that, but she rarely ever allowed him to do so, and sometimes that meant he earned himself a solid smack upside his helmeted cranium.

	Lastly was Ansgar, their star Commando whom was rather late in joining their rather tight knit group. I the beginning Arianna had no idea how to react to the male who had been thrown together with them from time to time on missions, but she could not say having him around hadn't been a life saver on occasion. As quiet as he could be, he wasn't bad company and it allowed her to work on her body readying, but when she would get him to talk she tried to get him to tell her about his training. He had been rather lucky to get the offer he had as most stowaways would have been murdered on sight, them choosing not to had left the three Sith with a most valuable ally. When she had found out them to be pretty much his one and only assignments, she was rather surprised, but not displeased with the knowledge and had expressed as much to him.

	But now really wasn't the time to reminisce about meetings and growing up was it? They had a mission they needed to focus on and she hoped beyond hope that her fears would not be realized. Sith or not, there were some things she could not kill, even if that meant forfeiting her own life.