Her nap and resupply of what she could scrounge from the centre taken care of, Addison had joined the rest of the group in the tower. Though very curious as to the experiments the rest of Green had been conducting, she lurked towards the back of the group, staying alert for any threats, but also partially so she could take the time to make some observations about the members of Yellow.
There was Ellie, who she'd patched up. She seemed to more or less have it together now, so that was a good start. With any luck those drugs were out of her system or nearly so. She'd be no help to anyone in the state Addison last saw her.
The lieutenant too. Serious but at least he appeared to be reasonable. And competent. Competence was IMPORTANT.
There was, of all things, a child who had to be less than 10 years old...Which was patently ridiculous. Was this Yellow's idea of a mascot or joke?
There was the big guy she'd seen outside the house earlier. She wasn't sure what to think of him yet. While in the basement she'd heard the muffled sounds of a heated discussion between the lieutenant, Ellie and this guy but not the details. He hadn't said a word to her when she left the house, so for now she'd keep quiet and watch him a bit before making judgement.
There was a woman who was a little older than her. Early 30s? Late 20s? Clearly a former biker in any case with that jacket though. She noted that some of the other grunts were giving her somewhat of a wider berth. Granted she definately had a distinct scent, though Addy didn't think it was really that bad. Of course, Addison has spent a considerable amount of time working in close proximity with a Gloom, among other things, which could account for the tolerence to such scents.
There was a pretty girl towards the front of the pack with the lieutenant. Pretty didn't mean harmless though. She'd be very surprised if she was, unless the lieutenant was sweet on her and he didn't seem the type to mix business any pleasure. She'd need further observation before a more thorough assessment could be made.
A slim fellow, with a white-speckled hat...There really wasn't that much to learn from observing him at present. He didn't really stand out and if not for the white splatters on the hat she'd not have given him a second glance.
Another kid too. At least this one looked late teens. Definately not a bruiser, this kid was pretty lightly built and looked more like a bookworm than a criminal. Have to wait and see with this one as well.
That was basically all the Yellows that jumped out at her in any case. Odd for their commander to not be there. Unless the boss had given him some secondary directive.
Among the greens, she could see Ava, who looked like a teen, though she'd been told she was older than she looked. She'd not spoken much to her and knew little aside from having heard team chatter about her age, but she had to admit a measure of respect for her, both for her willingness to get jobs done and for not making excuses beyond the realm of fact when questioned by the yellow lieutenant.
There was also the guy her fellow greens were prone to calling Caligula. As a subject for observation, he was undeniably fascinating. That stated, she preferred to make any observation of him from a distance. The man was a loose cannon in her book and she had no intention of being anyway near the said cannon in case it went off.
Returning her attention to their surroundings, she rested one hand inside her labcoat, poised to unleash her pokemon should the need arise.