[color=darkgray]"9mm?"[/color] Cipher asked, turning her head around to look at Michel. She'd heard the sounds of the gun being messed with behind her and from the sounds of it, it wasn't too bad of a gun. [color=darkgray]"What brand is it?"[/color] She asked, fully turned at this point, the news no longer her point of interest.

[color=darkgray]"A good gun can go a long way."[/color] She told him, finally cracking a small smile. She didn't know whether the kid had packed the gun himself or if someone had packed it for him but she was glad for it regardless.

[color=darkgray]"By the way, your room is down that corridor to the left. There's a bathroom on the other side of the hall for you. And if you need me and I'm not out here, my room is at the end of that hallway. Just... whistle something as you come down. I like to know when people are coming."[/color] She explained over the sounds of the TV. [color=darkgray]"And thanks for the compliments but it was just stew. I don't do ass kissing."[/color] She told him, chuckling to herself. 

[color=darkgray]"I'd suggest you get unpacked as soon as you can because we'll be leaving for your first assignment here in a few. You'll need to pack a few things for it but I'll get most of it handled for you anyway. And..."[/color] She broke off, glancing at the purple bag [color=darkgray]"I'll get you a new bag. That purple is starting to make my head hurt a little bit."[/color]

With that, Cipher got up off the couch and walked into a separate room, the prep room, or at least what she'd made into a prep room. It was directly opposite the front entrance and was joined with the living room. Walking over, she opened the sliding closet door and pulled out two black bags, one for herself and one for Michel. She set the bags on a nearby set up table and walked back to the closet to get the rest of the supplies. In this closet were a plethora of medical supplies, enough to supply a small army. She packed two bags with the required amount of medical supplies. She wouldn't need any, but Michel could probably use all he could get. Then, she turned to see if he had finished unpacking by the time she'd completed this task. 

Not seeing him in the living room anymore, she sauntered over to the hallway and called out, [color=darkgray]"How's it going, princess?"[/color]