[color=8dc73f][b]Thrud[/b][/color][hr]
She knew what it means.

All the guns, all these people. There was no real connection or similarities that connects the people riding in the vehicle; there was a borg, several fancy solos, what seemed to be street punks on berserkeroids, and even one battered looking red sam, probably exiled from his order. But one thing they all had was heavy duty gears, and she along with them.

All this people, riding in a speeding panzer of a truck.

It didn't take much for anyone, even Thrud, to figure out what they were.

The Mr. Johnson this time was just a voice on her comms, offering money to assault a certain building where a party was held, with the addendum that she would be paid extra if she corpsed a target, one for every name scratched off. It was quite odd for anyone to hire her like that, especially since she was in the middle of eating while listening to the radio. Usually she'd have to ask around.

But it didn't matter, the money was what matters. The wound still on her stomach was bandaged still, but the offer was too great to even consider refusing. Obviously their targets were some very important people. And it was very obvious that they weren't actually expected to kill them, but to just simply act as a distraction while the real assassins, who most likely had already infiltrated the party, take care of those big names. 

Zipping up her clothes up to her neck, she checked the 20mm rifle, and shifted the large ballistic shield. She braced for impact as the truck crashed through the front of the building, and through a few walls before stopping. The doors had been opened, and the hodgepodge of criminals, solos, and mercenaries flooded out guns blazing. Most of them were of the same mind; crash through hard and fast to the target before the pigs or security could react. One of them had already jacked open a door, signalling a some of them towards it while the rest took care of any opposition.

Thrud did not make her way towards the lift however. Whatever sort of shin bean party that's going on here, she would rather stay near their escape plan to make sure no one gets it into their head to fuck it up some how.