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"Yes sir!" Aster repeated, saluting once again before heading off to join the others with whom she had been delegated as a team member. The shapes of Azmeen Seriph, Galian Dekarthate, Vage Leer, all made familiar to her during her time in training and with the other members of the platoon, stood out amongst the crowd, and she made her way over to them, just catching Galian's directions as she arrived.

"Sounds like a plan," Aster agreed, shouldering her sniper rifle. She had already checked over it once before the assembly, and would do so again on the dropship. Aster found herself next to Vage as they made their way from the room, and so nodded to him, giving a few friendly words of greeting. He had been in boot camp alongside her, and they had been next-metaphorical-door bunkmates in the compact living quarters there, so she knew him better than the other teammates she had been assigned to work with.

"Hey, Vage. I hope you're feeling good today," Aster said rather bluntly, smiling wryly, a look of barely-concealed enthusiasm burning in her eyes. "This is the day we've been looking forward to for months, so you don't need to look so worried. I know you have some trouble sometimes, but don't worry yourself. I'll be covering your back, just like I did during squad engagements in basic."

Aster almost sounded normal - or at least, much less rigid and formal than she usually did. This was probably some of her excitement seeping through. She had waited months, undergone rigorous training, and now, she would finally get her revenge. She wanted to see everyone working their hardest to make the A.N.G. pay, and if that meant speaking to a fellow soldier without overusing "sir" and standing stiff as a board, then she would do it.