Walking into the briefing room was Kleo, in the flesh pale and all. She was wearing her normal combat trousers, but noticeably different she had a tight black t-shirt on that said "I'm Spacist" with a picture of the robot, an insect thing that had once greeted them on the ship after the first mission. Not actually, an exact picture of the thing but close enough - she seemed to have a whole wardrobe of spacist apparel but this was the one she wore today. Walking in she was tekked the fuck out with her new gun attachment among other things (being alive after that hell of a mission). She looked around nodding to the fellow aliens she had served with in the first mission, it was true she was kind of a bad ass.
"Hey.. I hate Space so uh - how can we make this mission 'easier' for us there, alien-thingy." She said addressing the shot calling ship alien head on.
"Hey.. I hate Space so uh - how can we make this mission 'easier' for us there, alien-thingy." She said addressing the shot calling ship alien head on.