Varia stood guard over the Wey-Yu squad as her comrades slept. She looked down at her wrist com and the time was 3am. She sighed waiting for her squad to rest up and listened for any sign of the aliens. To which she'd dispatch no problems. Although, the turrets seemed quiet for now...

She rested from one foot to the other, leaning on her other hip. Her gun held at her side, but at the ready. She didn't like the fact the PMs were here either. She didn't trust people who sold out to the highest bidder. One of them was giving her the eye, she glared back at him. They couldn't believe a pretty face could be deadly? They would be wrong if they tried anything on her. She wasn't a soft touch.