Acacia stood by as Jason handed Mare the keys to his precious red sports car. She would've loved the chance to make that baby purr. She also would've liked to drive the car. Perhaps another time. Acacia had mixed feelings about the members of the infiltration squad, neither of which she had worked with for any significant span. Mare appeared competent, unfortunately that's all she could say. Genesis seemed rather eccentric as he named and talks to his rifle. She didn't know whether he was crazy or just plain nuts. And they were both scouts, appropriate for this kind of task, but if things went south she wasn't confident of their abilities. 

Jason's little sports car didn't have much trunk space for Isabella [i]and[/i] Acacia's rocket launcher, not to mention her chainsword. They were forced to store some items in the backseats of the car which aren't roomy to begin with. And with Mare driving, that only left one free seat. Genesis and Acacia would have to share, and unless Genesis wanted to be crushed by Acacia's 6'3" amazonian frame, he'd have to sit on her lap. She didn't mind too much. The Order of Roses encouraged bonding* between sisters, sharing a seat was not a strange concept to her. 

Traditionally before a battle the sisters would join in song to inform Lobella a sister may be joining her in heaven. But since she is alone, the last standing sister of the old regime, she just sort of hummed to herself in a corner. When everyone was ready she took a seat on the passenger side and waited for Genesis. "Try not to squirm too much, you might arm one of the blast charges in my pocket."

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