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Taleste stretched her legs out under the table, and yawned shamelessly. Despite this, she seemed to have taken everything in. They hadn't run into anything to test her skills. One locked door that she took three seconds to pic, and she spent the rest of her time on the recon team standing around and missing alcohol while the important people did the important stuff. When Stryker outlined the next phase of the plan, Taleste leaned forward.

"I'm assuming I'l be a whun in thuh Maelstrom. I'm not very guud at fighting, but I am guud at actin' an' talkin'. Though, if I am in the Pirate crew, I hope it is civilians. If there are whuns who fight back, I'm not gonna be much help. If I do have to kill, I'm more of an assassin than a soldier."