[color=FFDEAD][h2][center]#32 - Puppeteer[/center][/h2][/color]

Stopping halfway through a hand gesture that would have answered Kyo's question, Alex stopped as soon as the briefing started. To be honest, she was slightly relieved to be interrupted before any real questions came up, sitting in characteristic silence as their missions were explained. A swarm suited her fine - the more enemies there were, the easier it would be to turn them against each other. At the very least, she'd be useful when it came to getting the civilians out of there without too much trouble. 

As for her teammates, she'd just have to see how it went. She had a pretty good idea of their powers, although she didn't really know them too well. Then again, she didn't really know anyone too well, so that was nothing new. Not personally anyway, though she'd bet she knew more about them than they did her. Even if they all turned out awful, she'd cope. It was the same as every other mission, there was no choice but to just go out and try to not die.

Oh, and completing their goals would help too, but it wasn't as though she'd risk her neck too much in order to do it. Though she hoped the [i]actual[/i] heavy hitters would take better care of that. If any of the swarm came for her, she was confident she'd be able to take care of it. It wasn't as though they were the most intelligent creatures in the world, so it was easy enough to deceive them into targeting something - or, if necessary, someone - else.

If it came to it, and her teammates were too volatile, it wasn't as if they'd be difficult to handle, but she preferred when it didn't come to that. Bodies and wounds could be easily healed after infighting, for the most part. Her methods could cause a little more difficulty, especially for those who weren't too stable in the first place. There was a reason the seemingly-innocent girl's number was as high as it was, despite her seeming lack of offensive potential.

[i][color=FFDEAD]Wounds can be healed. Minds, not so much.[/color][/i]

But that train of thought was getting awfully morbid, and it wouldn't be ideal for anyone to catch on to it. So she smiled instead as she got up and left the room, the picture of a young woman who was determined to do her job, but ever-so-slightly clueless about the danger they faced.

Having decided not to stop and make conversation, Alex decided she didn't have much to sort out on her way. Gate 1, right? From what she could tell, she was the first one to get there, and that was okay. Slightly annoying in that it didn't let her gauge the whole situation, but it was what it was. Nodding to the guard with a small smile once she reached her destination, she figured there wasn't much to do except wait for the others to arrive. With a yawn, she turned to face the direction she'd come from, waiting for somebody else to arrive.