"Ah, good." She turned to watch the strange husk as he got the blanket himself, trying to not outwardly show her confusion. "...I feel as though it's necessary for one to have their full name known- at least, on paper if not said- to the people they're working with. It prevents infighting and helps each member get along better." She explained, popping her shoulder and turning back to the front. "Ah, the sun-gaurd is necessary, too, if you were referring to that." She almost had a hint of a smirk as the night-watch, Exo, fell back asleep.  "Since this is everyone..." Freya began, before leaning out of the car. 
"Officer, All Squademates Accounted For!" she called, her voice bouncing off of the buildings around. "Ready For Final Check-Off, Sir!"
The officer approached, scanning the three with unfeeling eyes.

"ALL MEMBERS ACCOUNTED FOR, CHECK." It began, Freyas' jaw tightening as it "spoke". "WATER RATIONS," it moved to theback, lifting the covering off of the supplies in the back. "CHECK. FOOD RATIONS, CHECK. AMMUNITION, CHECK. WEAPONS, CHECK. APPREHENSION TOOLS, CHECK. CONTAINMENT EQUIPMENT, CHECK." The list went on and on, for what, to Freya, felt like days, until the Officer finally hit the last check, and moved back to Freya. "CHECKLIST IS COMPLETED. YOUR RUN WILL BE A THIRTY DAY RUN. YOU WILL RETURN AT NIGHT." At this point, Freya mumbled along with the officer, knowing his speech word for word. "APPREHEND ANY BODY OUTSIDE OF THE OASIS. IF ANYONE IS APPREHENDED ALIVE, RETURN IMMEDIATELY. IF A DEAD BODY IS APPREHENDED, PUT THEM IN CONTAINMENT AND RETURN AS NORMAL. IF ANY TROUBLE ARISES, REPORT IT ON THE RADIO." 
Freya looked to the radio that was in the car, hooked in near the clutch. It was a typical radio, akin to the kind she had read were used by transporters in the times before Oasis. Above it were two screens- a GPS, and a radar; neither of them were on. At he end of the Officers' speech, she started the jeep,revving its engines. The wall opened nearby, to the large and unforgiving desert, and she drove out, turning on the GPS and Radar once the gates closed. 

Freya drove in silence for a while, checking behind her to see the oasis before speaking. "Well, we're out now. Buckle up, because I have a right of passage for the newcomer." She let herself smirk deviously, flicking the mirror to look at the sleeping scout, then looked ahead, to a large, ominous sand dune. "If she was seasoned she wouldn't be sleeping like that." She almost snickered, flooring it, speeding to the dune.