Alexi watched the man give his briefing, barely reacting to any real degree. However, those swamplands did bring back some memories. It was the scene of an ambush, when she was given the task to attack a rival smuggler group who were transporting illegal drugs out of the Fortune Region into the other lands. It had resulted in the annihilation of the smugglers, some local fishermen, and one very pissed off swamp monster. The images of the violent beast thrashing about, gnawing on her mech, its massive mouth filling up the camera feed in her cockpit.
Alexi gave a small sigh. Ahh.... good times. She focused again back onto what the man had been saying, having not really payed attention for the most part. To her pleasant surprised, she and the others here had been chosen to be leaders of this operation. Shocking as it may be, Alexi didn't really have much experience in leading men. Often times, the closest she's come to that was being hired to train a militia or two. Honestly, even she recognized that she couldn't employ the same.... "methods" she used back then, so this was shaping up to be somewhat interesting.
The "I look like a bouncer for a five dollar strip club" Nathan criticized the lack of any real useful intelligence. If anything, this briefing showed why Alexi had no trouble in the past when she came up against these Outcasts. Once again, good times, but now was not the time or place for a nostalgia trip. Before Alexi could add to what Nathan was saying, or really, before he could even finish his sentence, horny dog Hawthorne leap to his feet and showed his flair for the dramatic. Whirling around, arms outstretched, boy was he just BEGGING to be kicked in the balls now. The urge was now more powerful than before, but Alexi kept in check. She'll put a knife in him later, especially if he fucks up. That's when Nathan began to tear into him, making Alexi snicker from behind him. He then mentioned her role in all of this.
"She said she has had run in with this guild in the region on many occasions so I will assume that you operate a lot around here hence why I would recommend you for Captain of this squad." he said. Alexi perked up at this. Well, he wasn't wrong, so fuck it, why not. She shrugged and let him continue. "Now, I have seventeen years of combat experience in some very dangerous places and completed over fifty plus missions successfully with only 2% of them being failures." Alexi made a jerk off gesture as Nathan said this, rolling her eyes. When he finished, Alexi shook her head.
"Blah, blah, fucking blah. Man, do you just masturbate yourself like that all the time? Are you that insecure and lacking in confidence that you need to remind us about how awesome of a soldier you are? Well I bet my kill count is way higher than yours, and no, I'm not counting noncombants.... well, okay, I'll count them as half a point, cause like, fuck, you can burn through some ammo if there's enough of them, but you get what I mean.
Who the fuck cares about 'leadership skills' anyway for this? I mean, as you so obviously made sure we noticed, you know that Alexander is part of this, right? The big fucking Frontier dude who was... what was it... oh yeah, a Lieutenant Colonel? This is a merc group, not a fucking regiment, so try not to bring the politics from your silly little military career into this." she said, in a very mocking tone. Sighing, Alexi continued, this time a bit more on topic.
"Ugh, anyway, yeah, I got no problem leading this op. I know the terrain and so long as none of you steal my kills, Goatee man stops measuring his dick in front of us, and the horny dog stops acting like his boner will pierce the heavens, then I think this can be pulled off without a hitch." she finished. Alexi stood up with a stretch and a yawn. "Now where was the coffee machine?"