[i][u]Quinn Daives[/u][/i]

Quinn listened quietly and to the plan then hummed a little bit. It would work, but she wasn't exactly sure how she'd fit in since no one seemed to notice her. She just shrugged and resigned herself to taking up a defensive position with the flag. 

While her powers were definitely offensive, she figured that she could be of more use. What was the point of constantly defending when you had no way of really sending them back to regroup? She didn't say anything, if someone cared to know her power, she'd tell them. But she wasn't keen on sharing the information openly. 

She looked over her suit once more and frowned at it. The damn thing was very tight, but it--thankfully--came with a rather discreet cup. Quinn huffed at the posturing from the scorpion guy, but retained her silence. Which reminded her that she needed some ammo. 

She began to walk around and picked up some sturdy rocks of different sizes. She weighed them carefully, so as not to get anything larger or heavy than a paintball. Once she had a good amount of them, she set them into the loading bay on her suit's left arm.