Cassandra, also known as Liberty was perched on a rooftop somewhere in Peshawar, obviously quite a way away from her partner(s). She was given the task of watching for some guy named Hassam and tracking his every move. This was right up the former Navy SEAL's alley. Unlike her fellows down below, she was dressed in more traditional operator fashion. Since this was the Middle East, everything in this area was a beige-y color. The beige influenced her overall colors, causing Liberty to wear a beige shirt, and khaki colored cargo pants and boots to blend in with her surroundings. Since girls weren't really seen as equal in a place like this, the best thing for Liberty to do was to stay out of people's sight and remain incognito. Liberty was on her belly, watching for Hassam from quite a distance away as she looked down, sunglasses covering her green eyes. She was wondering on when she would be getting word from her colleagues, because she didn't exactly feel like lying here right now and watching someone. Not what she was expecting herself to do right now. Cassandra was someone who wanted to take initiative, fire a few bullets or break some necks instead of lying here doing nothing besides breathing and watching.

At last, she heard something on the radio and followed their instructions promptly, turning on the camera embedded in her sunglasses and giving their local nerd a good view. She continued to wait until she caught glimpse of someone who caught her eye in particular. She pulled out her phone and pulled up the photo of Hassam she was sent. Comparing the two, she came to realize it was exactly him. "I got visual on Hassam. I'm gonna be following him in just a sec." Hassam walked out of an alley, accompanied by an entourage of about ten? Was a bit unnecessary, but considering Hassam was a big target, it was better safe than sorry. As soon as Cassandra lost visual, she got up, relocating herself according to his movements. "Bugcatcher, let me know where he's going. I can already tell it's going to be very easy for me to lose visual because of all these stupid towels covering below." Cassandra said sternly, getting up and walking along the rooftops in a crouched position. She was careful to maintain a discreet position. Wouldn't want to bring out "Plan Triple B".