[b]"Hah,"[/b] Ashlyn chuckled at Drakes comment about her 'military' training. [b]"You'd be wrong, friend. I have no training whatsoever, other than what I taught myself after the Cruxi attacked my home or what me and my dad stayed up at night talking about befor..."[/b] She went quiet and turned her head away from Drake. [b]"Apologies."[/b] She started again, taking a much more serious tone. [b]"Now isn't the time for talking about such things with the Cruxi at our necks, friend. Thank you for the offer though, perhaps once we get out of here we can talk more at length, hmm, Comrade? I would love to get to know all of you better since we will be working together."[/b] With that, she was about to grab the gun. However, before she could one of the Spartans completely crushed the nano-made machines.

She almost smacked the spartan over the head even though she knew that would have been a very bad idea. However, before she could make any rebuttals, Lorenzo spouted more nonsense about 'his' children and disciplining them. After a brief conversation, the spartan did hand out a few guns, at least. Thank whatever gods that may be. Having a piece in her hands was [i]very[/i] calming and reassuring. She quickly inspected it, appearing very satisfied with its construction and abilities. Before she could inspect it further though, a massive shockwave rocked the facility. There was only one thing that would probably be....

[b][i]..."They... are here,"[/i][/b] A woman over the intercom spoke. Well, at least the waiting was over with.

It was then that Lorenzo summoned an AI. Matilda, was her name apparently. Not that introductions were really that important right now. That would come later after they all made it out of here alive. Possibly after killing a few Cruxi along the way, or at least watching them get killed. [b]"While a destination is good to have in mind, I simply wish to get moving. Sitting here talking is going to make us sitting ducks for the Cruxi."[/b] She said to Demeter, and giving a glance to Lorenzo for direction. Something she [i]really[/i] didn't like, but she didn't have much choice. She had no idea where anything was on this base.