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[colour=lightsteelblue]   Sipping casually at her drink as the pair immediately began to converse amongst themselves, she now turned her eyes to from the man to size up the other woman he had addressed as Grace. She was pale, the mechanic noted, but nothing that struck her as particularly unusual. While this one was possibly the fairest she'd seen before, there were all sorts in the world, and white people were all fairly pale as far as she was concerned. Not that she could entirely exclude herself from that assessment. After all, she had a fair amount of pale to be found on herself, too. 

   Regardless, this 'Grace' didn't seem sickly in any way, so she assumed that it was natural and didn't think anything more of it.

   More interesting, rather, was once the woman had gone off to presumably get the drinks that the pair seemed to think their other companion wasn't going to make it to. It was then that the man -Elliot, she thought she'd heard him called- took out a little book from one of his pockets. She hadn't meant to read it, intending instead to mind her own business. Yet the movement had just caught her eye, and she'd just happened glance over and see that the book was labelled rather brazenly as "Secret Codebook". 

   Surprised by the simple irony of it, one of her dark eyebrows raised slightly in wry amusement as a slight smile touched her lips, though she swiftly glanced away and did her best to hide it by raising her cup to her mouth.

   However, the scene of a woman too prim and pretty to be a soldier asking for directions across the way interrupted her amusement, and the remark that Elliot made thereafter was enough to chase it off entirely. It was for the best, anyway, as she was then able to meet his gaze seriously when he again addressed her. [colour=steelblue]"I don't."[/colour] She answered honestly. [colour=steelblue]"Just arrived, myself, and haven't even been able to properly report in yet with all [i]that[/i] going on."[/colour] To emphasize what she was referring to, she waved a hand briefly toward the direction in which the reporter had gone to visit the sarge. [colour=steelblue]"...Let alone get to know who does what around here. Might be some out by the Walkers, though, and I'd be willing to tag along once I'm cleared for it if you need yourself a tech.[/colour][/colour]
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[@FalloutJack]