Diana had arrived promptly as indicated, bearing a small, low-slung bag that encompassed all her worldly possessions on this planet. She had set it down and stood at loose military attention, her long legs set firmly. She towered over most others, although she only had an inch or two on the Captain. Her black hair was bound up in braids atop her head, and her stripped flight suit did little to hide her significant musculature.
"I'm Diana," she introduced herself, as it came to be her turn. Her voice was well-modulated, with the hallmarks of someone who was used to speaking professionally, to crowds. "I'm a newbie here, and hopefully eventually a pilot you can count on." Her gaze flickered with self-effacing amusement. "I'm from Earth, an island called Themyscira specifically. My people are trained warriors from birth, so I'll gladly trade any hand-to-hand training for some tips on weaponry here. New place, new skills." As she spoke, she made eye contact with anyone else present, making sure her sincerity was clear. "I'm glad to be serving aboard the Banshee."