[b]Mia, IC chatter (Extraction Team)[/b]
"That's nice and all, mister [i]Virgin[/i], but we have no time to waste." Mia huffed as she tightened her pair of hard-knuckled gloves with a Velcro strap. She stretched her fingers just before she slung over her SAW from over her shoulder and gripped the stock. She in particular insisted on making haste with this mission, and had the initiative to carry it out in a timely matter. She just sought to get done with this huddle-up session as quickly as possible. Mia wasn't a leader herself, but she did quietly question the decision-making that made [i]Loviisa[/i], miss [i]Fox[/i], the captain of this mission.

"If we can quietly take out a couple of the local militia," Mia started; [i]'or locals'[/i], "we can take their clothes and disguise ourselves. No shooting. It could buy us enough time if they just look at us at a glance. Run there. I can eliminate the soldiers and take their clothes."

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As you can tell, I finally hit land (if you can call Florida that). I'll be working on Isaiah's sheet sometime soon. Grit's sheet is already done (except for likes and dislikes).