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During his procedural inspection, the girl had come in and started talking. [i]Rey? Roy? No, Rain, that's it.[/i] He shrugged. "[color=slategray]People flap their mouths all the time, I've gotten used to ignoring it. In the end, words don't count for much. Call me Old, if it gives you any pleasure, I'll still wipe the grin off of your face when it comes down to it.[/color]" he winked as he said the last part, trying to let the girl know he was (mostly) joking. Ben didn't get a lot of practise talking to young people, especially not in non-combat situations, so he wasn't entirely sure what the accepted protocol was. He went for one he knew and stuck out his hand. "[color=slategray]If we're going to be teammates, we might as well do it properly, right? As you say, my names Ben and I'm the one who goes in first and leaves last.[/color]"

As soon as Rain answered, ANDI started to speak, telling them all to go to the bridge as soon as they were equipped and ready. [i]No rest for the wicked, I suppose[/i] Ben mused, snapping a full clip into Nessie before setting her down on a flat surface. His remaining preparations took only a few moments. He had a tactical harness that doubled up as a breastplate and could be sealed with a helmet in low oxygen situations (though he'd actually lost the helmet itself some years previously) and a pair of fingerless gloves. Low tech perhaps but the less there is, the less there is to go wrong. Trying not to feel too much like a child in a candy store, Ben selected a few of the more attractive items from the armoury (a pair of flashbangs, some tear gas, a taser-baton) and hooked them onto his harness, along with some ammunition.

[i]All set?[/i] he thought, looking down at his beweaponed self to try and spot on anything that wasn't there but should be. Things to stun, things to kill, things to confuse, things to stab, all there. [i]All set.[/i] Ben rubbed one hand through his beard, closed his eyes and took a moment to breathe. Sure, waking up without memories had been disconcerting and, yes, so had finding a room that seemed to have been 'decorated' by him. But if there's one thing that could concert Ben, it was a mission. Opening his eyes, he almost had to suppress a smile. [i]Let's see what these youngsters have got, shall we?[/i]

Nodding to Rain and gathering up Nessie on his way out, Ben strode the bridge, sat down in a seat and glared at the view screen.