[b]IC: [color=0072bc]Juliana Winters[/color] - Shuttle One.[/b]

[color=0072bc]"I dunno..."[/color] Juliana finally forced herself to formulate an answer to Zyreq's earlier question, [color=0072bc]"I'm a little iffy about this mission, if I'm being honest."[/color] Her fingertips drummed against the barrel of her sidearm, [color=0072bc]"We've been hired to stop these mechs, we've flown all the way out here, but the boss still doesn't know whether we're meant to be trying to take these guys alive or kill them outright? And she agreed to completely forfeit our pay if the enemy get past some imaginary line?" [/color]

Juliana's mind always tended to wander down some dark paths in the minutes before a mission. Usually it was just nervousness, but this time... this time it really felt like she was missing something. [color=0072bc]"Why would a prison hire a mercenary outfit from off-world to deal with a breakout, instead of just calling in official backup from the cities?"[/color] Juliana knew what it felt like to be kept in the dark, to be used as an expendable pawn in someone else's shady game, and she couldn't shake the grim feeling that she and the rest of the Tigers were being thrust into such a situation.