[h3][color=palegreen]Heather[/color][/h3]
While a game of paintball was being set up someone new came in, Shelly. Right away Heather could tell that this girl's and her own personalities did not match in the slightest. Though to be fair anyone that was really expressive was pretty far flung from Heather since she was "gifted". Perhaps it was being essentially a disembodied digital consciousness that made things seem insignificant. 

Though there was no face to express anything the rest of her body language suggested that she was bored. Leaning har arm against the counter and resting her head on her fist she watched as several others ran off to shoot paint at one another. Somehow she failed to see the point after having fired real guns into real people. And unlike the others she didn't have to train her body to react the way she wanted or to get better. If something wasn't working right she just had to make an upgrade or modification to her chassis.

However while she had no intention of participating it would be advantageous to observe and see how they all operated and also how they used their powers. She'd missed the demonstration but had the chance to see a recording afterward. It was then that Shelly asked directly if she or the others would be joining. Reluctantly she stoo up straight and followed with a robotic sigh. [color=palegreen]"Might as well. Not a whole lot else to do right now. Whose team am I on?"[/color]