Talks at first

"Well, well; looks like I ain't the only one who prefers to stay armed at all times," Adam remarked.

Quicker than the eye could see, Cammy spun around, drew her knife, and flung it in Shadow Ape's direction. Dodging fast, the blade missed him by less than a foot. He'd been scarred by a blade once before (although, that one had been heated up first); re-experiencing this wasn't what he wanted.

"Consider that a warning shot, kangaroo boy," Cammy growled. Despite only wearing a holster at the moment, this fact didn't faze her at all. She'd heard about this other soldier in the league; had seen him in the ring on a few occasions as well. If they went at it, there was a chance they'd be too evenly matched.

"Whoa, hold up, luv," Adam remarked, holding up his hands in a peace gesture. Crouching down slowly, he picked up Cammy's blade, handing it back to her.

"I ain't itchin' for a brawl right now, girl. I just heard noises comin' from in here, and thought I'd investigate. Didn't expect a one-woman show, though."

"If you ain't gonna shower or hand me a towel, Adam, you'd best get outta here," Cammy remarked.