Hearing the name of Jacque the woman nodded her head, taking in apperences for a moment. He was bigger than most, almost bear like, with tanned skin and dreaded hair he seemed to be someone who could have been a poster child for a guild one day,
 A hand still on her weapon in a non threatening manner as she worked. Yet with each scrap she could not help but feel eyes upon her. Starting out as a few blinks only to follow with tapping her finger she turned her black eye to the male with the gaze a  arzuros would give if it were looking upon a scavenger pride began to hit with a voice that was rather sharp. 
"Got caught by this guy when I was a kid if thats why your giving me that look." Tapping the blade in her hand as she spoke she brought them both back in their sheaths, hoping that was the reason for the staring just in time for everyone to start to be settled in. 
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A brow slightly raised at the offering to exchange information caused an interest to spike with her though. Shes never really worked with any outside her father so it would be a nice change of pace. "The more we know about each other the higher our success rate, aright I'll bite." Cracking her neck she gave a smile, it was all new and oddly welcoming. 

"Well first things first I fight with duel blades, like the feeling of being right up there with a monster, sliding below and taking them down to keep em away from ranged hunters, makes it feel more on even terms, last partner was my own father and he used a bow so its how I work. Tend to watch a beast for a few days to a week before we move on them though."
Leaning back she looked to the ceiling, a thoughtful gaze between her and the wood frames as she bean to look for words. "As for who I am..Well I'm from a herding family of Anteka from my mother, started hunting to defend myself, than found out that with the way we saw females, my face would keep me from settling down so I just went all out on the profession till I came here." Her voice changing through the words she went from excited to seemingly board when on the topic of her life, as if she were being forced to read a book on the wonders of dung.

Leaning forward again she looked between the two, an easy air about her as she studied her future hunting partners. "Aright I spilled some of my guts, who's next?"