[i]The exo may have experienced.. technical difficulties, when she passed through the camp's barrier. Badum, tiss.[/i] [i]The technological supports of her armor and body would shut down, though she could still move and speak still. It was as if she had been brought down to a human spectrum. Her guns clicked as well, the triggers locking into place as if intentionally blocked off.[/i] [i]What the soldier had meant was that she would experience some issues with roughly everything.[/i] [i]A few of the soldiers would notice her, a slight alarm of an unrecognized arrival sounding. A small patrol would block off her pathway, as their captain would step ahead. He was adorned within a chestplate of steel plate, a simple broadsword at his side, while his muffled voice spoke up from his helm.[/i] "Hold, ma'am. What do you seek here?"