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Thomas Feyd awaited the arrival of Master Sergeant Ghi To and began to run over his story for meeting her and then how to properly take her to the training facility. A few more moments went to pass by as he continued to stand unmoving, waiting to break out with some sign of emotion once she showed herself.

Ghi descended slowly but gracefully down the ramp, scanning the area with her eyes before fixing them on Thomas. "Would you be Taisa Feyd sir?" She asked as the tiny cat-girl continued down the ramp and towards him

"Indeed, I would beâ€

Opening the door Ghi walked in to her room and looked around. Spartan perhaps, but pleasant enough. Ghi certainly hadn't joined up for comfort, although the white paint was a little of an eye sore. She'd get used to it. Throwing her bag down on the bed she opened up the closet and glanced over the clothing. Whoever had chosen it didn't have a great sense of fashion, but then again neither did she. Unfortunately they had a slightly different bad sense of fashion ...

Karl continued to glance over his file's that he had gathered on the just recently promoted Master Sergeant, and he smiled when seeing that she was a geneticist. Karl then quickly changed from his uniform to a pair of boots along with placing a combat knife in a quick-draw sheath. To accompany everything else, he donned a black bodysuit and began to make his way to his charges room.

A few moments were taken out of his walk to talk to the other trainees and SAINT members about, but he then made haste towards Ghi's quarters, ordering the door open other than walking "Master Sergeant, you are to change your uniform and proceed to the weight room, we will begin part of your training then.â€

Now Ghi was feeling uncomfortable. If she understood what was going on, which she wasn't entirely certain she did, Karl had just entered her in to some form of wager focused around her shooting, with this rifle, the Yamataian in front of her. Who most likely knew how to use the weapons better than she did – given that she'd only just learnt how to use the weapon and that firearms weren't her specialty. However she'd do what she was told and followed Karl, while sizing up the Yamataian with a grin.

Karl made the proper stop out of the facility, grabbing two suits of sensor-laden armor for Ghi and her Yamatain opponent, with a shit eating grin as he returned. The armor was sleek and lightweight, black in color which would even help the two opponents to blend in even better with the beach even better. The sensors on it would register whenever one of them was tagged with a round from another, simulating a light bit of pain compared being killed when shot. He held each of these so the two duelists could suit up.

Ghi took the suit with a half bow and grimly began to put it on, going through the rather delicate procedure of making sure it rub in the contrary direction to her fur over the arms and legs which had previously not been covered while the rest just slipped over he clothes. She thought she might find some difficulty with her tail, but it seemed that there were enough freaks like her that their had been one with tail hole, and one in her size too. Very strange. "Too many layers, the hunter should be free.â€