[h2][b][i][color=95c9f4]Sterling Lucien[/color][/i][/b][/h2]

While mercenary work was somewhat uncommon for Sterling, protecting the innocent was inversely so. So outside her watchtower patrols of various towns expecting Grimm invasions, or just nightly guard runs, this one was a no-brainer. Why wouldn't she take that opportunity to go and help people? While she didn't know the specifics of the mission at hand, yet, she was absolutely going to participate in anti-terrorist operations.

And then of course, she gets the benefit of taking down people who threaten to hurt those under her watchful eye. For the most part, this one would be pretty easy. It might not be as good as a night patrol operation for her, although this took precedence. It worked out well enough, she figured whoever hired her might have already looked through her profile, and with the indication of her rifle made known how useful she might be in certain events.

Though it did seem like he didn't trust them. For what reasons, she didn't quite understand, though his expressions towards the small handful spoke loud enough to create some sort of tension between the more skilled individuals in the room. He started speaking, straight to the point with a bit of irritation in his voice, although it seemed like he just was setting the tone. A likely story. Though if he thought any of the people here would be willing to abandon a mission so important at the last second... Well. The silver haired faunus had seen worse. Personal experience. She did expect about as much out of any trained individual as the Colonel did, and honestly she was half tempted to shoot whoever would back out at this moment.

No one seemed to do so, so it would avoid the friendly fire that might occur due to anyone who intended to abandon. Was that somewhat an exaggeration? Maybe. Betrayal was something she didn't take kindly to. The slight pause in the scene kicked in, before a somewhat cheerful girl spoke up with more excitement than was to be expected. Sterling was almost caught off guard by it, but hell, at least someone here was doing some talking. In response to what the manifest of the entire room's cheer had just spoken, Sterling shot a gaze towards the Lieutenant Colonel, the amber outline on her left eye glowing sharply for a split second, before dying down. 

It was somewhat her way of trying to set her own tone, though she spoke to follow up the gesture quickly. [color=95c9f4]"Expect nothing but the best."[/color] It was in her reserved attitude which prevented her from telling off the Colonel for not trusting the skills of those he hired, on top of the fabricated tension he created for the room. Not ideal, but hey, she'll be able to prove that the assembled group could be trusted to get this done. In Sterling's case in particular, she would prove that she could get this one done quickly enough.