[center][h1][color=lightblue]Kalina Kovalic[/color][/h1][/center]

Kalina spotted the sniper just as Gerard pointed him out. It wasn't really a surprise someone in this podunk hick town had a scoped rifle of some kind. Probably a hunting rifle, if she could hazard a guess. Woefully unprepared in case anything of actual import happened here, but judging by how sleepy it all was, well, a platoon of Imperials could run this town over in a minute and it wouldn't even be a challenge. Hell, the Barghests could probably do the same. 

Regardless, Kalina kept an eye on the marshal and how close his hand was to his sidearm. A brief hum of something resembling approval. At the very least, this one knew what he was doing. She didn't doubt that if they did try to start something, he'd have that pistol drawn and sighted fast enough to satisfy even a WARDEN instructor. He was still just one man, though. The old goat had to realize, even with sniper backup, he'd be screwed if the people in front of him were even close to who they said they were if things went bad. She respected that he was still out here, regardless.

Justice was taking care of talking and paperwork, and it seemed their last two members both decided to finally wake up from their long naps. Kalina afforded Valerie and Morden a brief nod as they passed her, staying leaned against the truck where she was. Though she couldn't help but call out to the horned girl as she passed.

[color=lightblue]"We've still got beers in the cooler, you know. No reason to spend more money just yet."[/color] Whether or not she listened, it didn't really matter. With that said, she turned back towards Justice and the marshal, a question burning in the back of her mind.

[color=lightblue]"All due respect, officer, you've got at least a good few people of fighting age in town, and we're still at war. Recruiters not come through this way yet?"[/color]