Fingers woven securely together, knotting both of her hands into fists, the slender woman drew in her bottom lip and let her teeth glide over the supple surface, grinding out the last of her agitation. She had to sedate any belligerence that was pent up, ready to flood from her mouth in a frenzied storm. Her mind traveled frequently back and forth - in constant debate over what she could, and could not focus her thoughts on. Sam huffed out a warm breath of air, reluctantly uncurling her fingers. Today, there was no room for her quips - she was strictly on the job. Her eyes had flickered up, flaming like a candle in the moonlight, locking onto the two forms that trudged through the room first. 

Skylar, and his friend, Evan. One seemed rather perky, and the other....well, definitely not a morning person. Tilting her head in acknowledgment, Sam leaned back against the wall opposite them - away from where the others would gather, no doubt near the entryway. She was taken by surprise when Evan spoke to her, most especially the kind words that spilled out from him. She'd stared blankly at him for about two heartbeats before replying, in a distant monotone, a quick "I did, thank you." The words squeezed out from deep within, awkward coming from her. The taste of those words were so different, she had absently swiped a tongue over her lips to cleanse them of the memory. 

Not too long afterward, the room was cast in a chill, and long before her breath had begun to hang in the air, the demon braced herself for the figure to approach. Crisp and cold, the air nipped at her skin, causing the hair at the nape of her neck to lift slightly, as if ready to detach from their chilled home. Frostbite strode into the room, his large form imposing, demanding attention, if at least for a fleeting glance. Sam returned his dutiful nod with a respectable one of her own. In truth, she didn't trust the mercenary-esque man, he was a sword for hire when it came down to it. He was like her, in a sense. Moving her fiery gaze along, she trailed it to Axle - whom was busying himself in a slightly one-sided conversation with Frostbite. Glancing to the clock, she brought her lips together in a frown. The team wasn't doing well on keeping with the time. 

Bladewolf had also joined the group, taking up a sitting position near the table. "Hello, good morning to you as well." Her eyes darkened, "At least I hope," She noted a motion near the door - another person. "Considering, I'll need you all to be at your best." She was surprised to hear herself speak like this, it wasn't like she cared at all about them. This was all strictly business. Quickly, to amend her statement, she added: "I don't want to have to drag back corpses, is all." 
The demon found herself looking toward the source of the latest flurry of motion, silent against the wall. She had distanced herself from Frostbite, as well as the others, hiding her hands behind her. Aaelith let her eyes bore into the girl, the flames from earlier flickering once more. No emotion crossed her already distant face, rather she offered yet another tilt of her head, holding it and looking up at the new arrival from behind her lashes. "Welcome, we'll be going over the briefing shortly... If the other's would get here, that is.." She muttered the last bit of her sentence, raising her head and once more biting her bottom lip, deep in concentration. Aaelith lifted an army-boot clad foot, placing it up against the wall of flashing electronics behind her. Today was off to a great start.