Inkubus watched the timer, which itself was crudely fashioned to the inside roof of the vehicle, waiting for the signal from Bane to ram the gates. He was given thirty-five seconds from the moment Bane hit the high-frequency switch to the moment the armored chassis of part-carrier, part-tank, part-truck was to be thrust through the gate - or in this case a structurally weak part of the surrounding wall - to allow Ogre and Vanguard into the facility. From that point, all he essentially had to do was man the automated weapons until they returned for extraction. To be honest, the simplicity of his part in this mission was somewhat insulting, but considering it was his first mission with the team and it was most likely that he was a last-minute addition, he took it with stride.
It had already been several hours in the drizzling rain that he had waited in silence. Inkubus was an impatient individual; in no way suited for stake-outs or roles in missions that would force one to be immobile for elongated periods of time. Deciding to disregard the professional silence that filled the air, he introduced himself. "I don't know if you were briefed on me before the beginning of this mission. Name's Inkubus. Specialty is in espionage, infiltration and interrogation. How 'bout you two?," he asked his two teammates who themselves were positioned for quick deployment in the back seats under plated panels with hydraulic lifts. As always, Inkubus had a domineering voice, but in this case it was mostly due to the silence that was present beforehand. The mention of his "specialities" was only the tip of the iceberg they would soon learn was his ego.
Readjusting himself in his comparitavely cramped space once more, Daniel Westbrook let out a disgruntled sigh. It wasn't the talking that bothered him, it was just about everything else. With the rain, he couldn't even rest, he couldn't stretch out, and his anticipation for the mission kept him on edge. He'd gotten all pumped up as he was breifed, but then this...
Ogre cleared his throat, letting out another grunt as he shifted again, before turning over to Inkubus, saying, "Uh, yeah, nice to meetcha, I guess. I'm Ogre. I'm good at hitting things and getting hit...well, that doesn't bother me too much, usually." He nodded over to Vanguard, adding, "And this..." He trailed off, stopping and shrugging, "Eh, I ain't gonna introduce you too."
Sitting in the back of the vehicle, he sat. He held in his hand a screw-driver, and in his other hand the mask that looked similar to a hockey-mask. Using the tool to turn a fiddle with the inside of the mask, Alex listened to the driver, the 'freshling' to the mission. Alex liked having new people join the team, it kept the team fresh and getting to know each other was always interesting. Alex waited for Ogre to finish before he'd put away the screw driver, and gently put the mask over his face, hiding the very distinctive scar on the right side of his face. His piercingly green eyes shone through the mask as his head turned to the other two.
"Nah. You don't have to introduce me. Name's Vanguard. I'm basically the one-man bomb-squad." Vanguard'd scoff after introducing himself. He wasn't nervous, despite his rather minor training. He had done these kind of ops before, but not even on his first mission had he been nervous. The anxiousness and stress came later. Vanguard checked the onyx-colored pistol he had in his lap, checking the magazine one last time, as he'd check his watch on his wrist. Their time was up, it was time to go. " Okay. Bane should sound the alarm any minute now." Alex said as he loaded the gun, getting ready to move.
Inkubus somewhat disbelieved that Vanguard knew the exact minute or even ten minutes that Bane would hit the trigger. Then again, Inkubus was also cramped, impatient and knew he wouldn't get to debut any of his actual abilities this mission. Not to mention, thus far he was surrounded by men, which isn't a problem, just far less entertaining. Regardless, as Ogre introduced himself, Inkubus could easily tell that he was far more anxious than Vanguard. The feelings they both seemed to have were centered around what they were about to do, not so much being anxious as forethought. In prior teams, Inkubus only knew two types of people: those who concentrated on nothing but the mission and those who concentrated on everything but the mission. These two seemed nothing like that. For one of the most elite teams in the world, thus far these two differed from every professional team he had been on.
"Ogre and Vanguard, eh? Sounds a bit redundant," Inkubus spurted off, mostly just pointing out the brutish nature of both of their names. From his tone, it obviously wasn't meant to be offensive; as a matter of fact, he sounded like a literature teacher than anything else. He then returned the tone of the conversation to the briefing as he asked, "A human bomb squad? As in engineering or something more... Ghost-like?" He was playing off the codenames they were given, thinking it would open up lines for communication even more. He truly was bored. Inkubus sighed for a moment, deciding to spark up the conversation a bit more as he told them, "For example, I'm a demon."
At Vanguard announcing they'd be ready to go soon, Danny grinned, cracking his knuckles. Now he was getting pumped again. He nodded at Inkubus, "'Ogre' fits me like a glove. I mean, come on, line up the whole team, ask any stupid shit, 'which one's Ogre?' and he'll point at me, you know it." Not sure what to say about his comment to Vanguard, he ignored it, instead saying, "Demon, huh? How's hell this time of year?" He was half joking, not sure whether Inkubus was serious or just new to the whole 'mutant' thing.
Inkubus quickly interjected before Vanguard had much of a chance to reply. Inkubus could feel Ogre getting pumped; there was a new energy to his speech and demeanor, not to mention Inkubus' inherent empathy. Inkubus attempted to add to that new energy when he said, "I'unno, Vanguard there has to wear a mask for some reason. Take it off and he might be the Ogre." Inkubus then chuckled, completely off-topic for a moment and essentially teasing his new teammate. Danny stopped, pondering a moment, before shaking his head and grinning.
Inkubus saw Ogre's amusement, then continued on. He replied, "Eh, not too bad, actually. I've got a shoreside view of the Lake of Fire." Inkubus turned around to Ogre and grinned for a moment, letting a pause occur before following with, "Seriously though, I don't know. Half-demon, to be most accurate. Apparently, there's even few of us in the world than there are uh... meta-humans, I believe they're called? Heh. Born and raised in South Chicago, nowhere near Hell." At this point, Inkubus was legitimately sharing with Ogre. He kept concentration on the timer, waiting for it to buzz or hit 34 - they weren't specific on what it would do when it went off. At the moment, however, the conversation was his main focus.
Alex remained silent for quite some time, not because he didn't enjoy conversation, he did after all work as a bartender, talking was second nature to him. But Alex didn't feel like intruding. That is, unless he refered to his mask. Which made Alex burst out in a cheerful laugh. "Heh, yeah, I can't really do anything but agree." Alex said, not really feeling like explaining the actual usefulness of the mask. "But hey. What's taking Bane so long?" Vanguard exclaimed.
Inkubus turned around to look at the counter. He was told that it would take anywhere from two-to-six hours for Bane to properly position himself and Alpha Squad behind enemy lines and prepare for extraction. Even so, the longer it took, the more anticipation built. That anticipation, however, was about to be over. As Inkubus intended to make another remark, an alarm that matched the vintage appearance of the counter sounded and it dropped to 34. Without another notion, Inkubus slammed into the gas and the armored carrier powered through the mud. He shifted up as the counter went down, gaining momentum as he finally remarked, "Not a damn thing, apparenty."
It took little time for the amped up carrier to reach the wall and even less time for its reinforced front in to tear through chain link fence then the large, metal retaining wall. Metal scraped against metal and warped into twisted, gnarled chunks of debris and what would've looked like torn, decorative wrapping if not for the horrendously loud screech that had occurred just beforehand. If their presence wasn't known yet, no way in Hell it wasn't now. Once the carrier was completely inside the base, Inkubus turned on its side to let out Vanguard and Ogre without exposing the inside of the carrier. The heavy, metal door opened up and the second half of the mission was underway.
Alex opened the door, four guards had already gathered around the vehicle, they fired at them, Alex closed the door again, using it for protection. He looked at Ogre, and nodded. "Raise a lil' hell." the door swung open as the bullets from his 9mm pistol came flying at the guards, they had a slight blue-glow to them due to Alex's kinetic energy, making the bullets tear through the soldiers like butter. The four were gunned down as Alex looked at Ogre. "After you."