The soft clinking of parts being put together could be heard in the small space that Aralia had taken over as her work station. She quickly has her blaster buster reassembled and slid into her right hip holster and stood up. With a quick reach over she grabbed a case that held her rifle inside and turned towards the door, not a sound came as she moved. “Another day another dollar” She said under her breath, but that wasn’t the way she felt. There was no money to be made and she wasn’t in it for any kind of payday. She was in it for vengeance pure and simple. She reached up and pulled her lekku neatly around her neck so they wouldn’t be hanging freely and headed down the hall the whole while counting in her head as a way to keep herself focused.
The hangar was hustle and bustle preparing for the upcoming confrontation that was to take place, but Aralia didn’t seem to notice even as people moved past her. She knew where she was going and needed to know what role in the upcoming fight had been decided for her completely. She stalked Straight for Kieran moving around each person who stood in her way barely brushing them with her shoulders as she moved. She stopped right next to him and went to attention giving a sharp salute before letting her hand go back to her side. “Aralia’tak reporting for brief.” She was fully suited and ready for combat of any sort even though as a infiltrator she was better for the shadows and killing people without them noticing.
She was slick in her outfit which provided moderate protection from ranged weapons, and everything was painted dark or dyed black to keep her hidden when she needed to be. There was even a shawl she could wrap around her head and lekku to make her face disappear. She stared Kieran in the eyes the way only someone who was a infiltrator would, someone who had seen things others hadn’t. She awaited the briefing with the upmost professionalism her body tense and still.