"She's right here, on f*ing time." Diamond said as she closed on to the rest of the team and one punkette who thought she's something. Even when she was hanging out with the worst scum of the underworld, she never had this filthy mouth. "So would you please stop the theatrics? F*ing good morning, Ms. Vanhomrigh." she greeted in a mockery of Esther's tone, giving the company a tip of the hat and laying out the flare guns for 'inspection' along with the two ammo boxes with spare flares, small medical kit and the flashlight. She wouldn't let this bitch see - let alone touch - any of the gear hidden in her hat. No siiire, those had great sentimental value.

She wasn't Cobalt's fan, but even she had to admit this was ridiculous and the 'teacher' was just looking for a fault no matter what they did. It appeared to be that kind of day. Great, just when she didn't think to bring any coffee with her. Looking at their overseer pointedly with ehr arms crossed at her chest, she waited to be told what was wrong with [i]her[/i]. Diamond realized she risked being failed by the moody bastard, but she refused to be pushed around for no good reason.