Hearing the voices and looking around with a bit of a twitch in her manner Praetia stifled a rough cough with one hand while she unslung her rifle off her back. She then loosened her pistol in it's holster before gripping her lasrifle properly. She glanced back and forth between the two tunnels with her grey eyes trying to pierce the gloom.

"Everyone seems to prefer the people. I like people, people I know, people I can kill," She stuttered slightly as she spoke and had a minor coughing fit as she finished as well. Crouching slightly she moved as silent as she could towards the right tunnel, "I-I-I'll take the lead, n-n-noo glow lamps, they outline us in tunnels." She did not like it being here again, it reminded her of the hive wars too much. She did not like it most places though, she was technically a guardsman but did not particularly look like and certainly did not act like it. Her only redeeming quality was she was good at it professionally and swiftly sweeping the right tunnel with the barrel of her lasrifle. 

Looking at her if one knew what to look for they could identify her characteristics as well, her mousy hair tied up and under her helmet save for a few loose strands she periodically brushed behind her ear. Her armor though well worn and dirty was cinched tight on her lanky frame and properly fitted with her webbing holding her few accoutrements such as her extra weapons and ammo magazines. Suppressing another coughing fit mostly she looked back at the group to ensure everyone was with her ad ready to go before advancing, she did not want to be forgotten and accidently end up alone again.