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	If there was one thing that Maya disliked the most about the weather of Night City, it would have to be the scorching heat and bone dry winds that were all to common for this area of Southern California. She understood that the city was located within an arid climate, but at the same time the pacific ocean was right at the cities edge. Not all was lost though, for when there were hot days with dry winds, a high chance for cool weather and a storm with rain to follow presented itself. That type of weather on the other hand, was not only greatly welcomed but also very much enjoyed by the retired Trauma Team medic and pilot. Unfortunately for this early evening, it appeared that the heat and dry winds were here to stay for the time being, and they would all have to deal with the discomfort. 

For Maya though, she had managed to get her hands upon a full set of fatigues that [i]sort of[/i] helped regulate her body temperature in not only the heat but also the cold, which assisted with the discomfort brought on by bipolar weather conditions. As an added bonus, the fatigues had a digital urban camo pattern upon it, which was a personal favorite of hers. On the outside of this was her Trauma Team medic armor, which Maya had repurposed and also recolored a dark gray so that it would blend better with the fatigues. The only piece of armor that may have drawn the most attention to her was the helmet, apparently belonging to a TTI pilot at one time. 

If it had not been for Top Guns call about the shard they were about to attempt to grab, Maya would have spent the night enjoying some R & R within her Japan Town apartment, doing whatever her heart desired. For better or worse, she now found herself standing among the rest of the crew, having decided to keep her mouth shut untill she felt it necessary to speak up. That did not take long though, for when Zen spoke about killing people and getting paid for it, she lifted the protective visor from over her eyes and was about to open her mouth when Fingers beat her to it. Once he had finished, Maya finely spoke up. [color=00aeef]"Depending on how we wish to approach this situation, we could lose more than ammo and time if someone decides to shoot everything that moves inside of the apartment complex. Speaking of which, how are we going to carry this out? Are we going to go in loud or are we going to try and use stealth? I am adaptable but would at least like some sort of plan to be laid out beforehand."[/color]