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Sitting on her knees, Baltimore watched the hologrammed image closely as he explained the five's situation with direct instructions. A wary smile crept on her face once Romulus mentioned a vault; she's heard stories about them, and especially the recent chaos that occurred in Pandora, though she wasn't certain whether to be intrigued by how important Sirens play in the role of opening these vaults - or to be terrified by that role. After all, that was why she was called in, was it not?

Then a wall to the right whirred open, causing the Siren to bounce onto her feet and watched with widened eyes as a woman - a cyborg? - emerged from the clearing fog. Quickly she reached for her rifle, unhooking it from her back and reloading it - not to be aimed at Grendel, but at the door. Footsteps were inbound, coming in rapidly, rapidly, before what appeared to be a patrolman burst inside.

Baltimore smiled widely as he demanded their surrender. Without so much as even waiting for the others to react, she backed up further towards Grendel's position and stood idly beside her. One hand held her Moloko rifle at her side, a finger resting on the trigger. The other, tattooed arm loosely extended before her with its wrist limp, as if waiting for a cue. Her other three teammates - well, now four, looked capable enough of taking down a single patrolman. But considering the severity of his demands, she prepped herself in case others were behind him as well.

Guess hugging Maverick would have to wait.