Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7242608-20140718195217/@comment-8992692-20140721205225

DMR “I understand but also realize I don’t know any better. I’ve been trained to kill, hold in my emotions, wear this mask since I was seven.”

Back in the capital building, some members of the elite guard are eating their lunch:

Joseph “So Ed, would you consider today a loss?”

Edward “Well we have almost 200 causalities plus we just lost one of our best agents. We only killed about eight of their guys so, yes, I would consider today a loss.”

Heather “Oh please, no offense, but Jess isn’t part of our group. She’s a Delta SEAL.”

Megan “And that means she isn’t apart of us? We are fighting the same enemy.”

Heather “We need to look out for our own before we start caring about others. No one is going to take care of us, so we have to do it ourselves.”

Megan “And maybe we can’t do it by ourselves. Ever think we might need some help?”

Heather “From who? The Old geezer? The Fox? The ex-mercenary you have a thing for?”

Megan, slamming the table, “What is that supposed to me?”

Heather “Well, now that his girlfriend is gone...”

Megan, laughing, “Oh, we aren’t having this conversation again Heather.”

Heather “Come on Megs.”

Megan, standing up, “Im going to get back to work. Everyone else, enjoy your meal. And Heather, stop it with the gossip.”

Underneath the capital building:

Blue “Karl, Fox McCloud has arrived.”

Karl “Good, what took him so long?”

Blue “Well, it seems the Chat took him prisoner.”

Karl “Did they follow?”

Blue “It doesn’t look like it sir. Scans show no Chat movement in this quadrant.”