With a loud, rolling noise, the door to one of the warehouses folds open, only to make a louder sound as it came rushing shut behind Hammerstrike, who had just exited. Whilst to call his gait a stroll would not be entirely accurate, there is something a mite more relaxed as he walks through the towering barracks than his usual rigid composure. Jackknife is stepping out of her barracks room that she shares with a couple of other femmes when she hears the foot falls of Hammerstrike. She looks over and offers a little wave, "Good cycle."