A groan is heard as Carson pulled himself up. He could feel his arms almost shaking from the workout. He was so close to 100. He went higher, lifting his chin over the bar. [i]99...[/i] Almost there, just one more and he would be finished. He strained, but managed to lift his chin above the bar once more. [i]100.[/i] He exhaled, happy to be done with the workout but now he was drenched in sweat. 

Carson dropped down to the floor, then grabbed his workout shirt, using it soak up all the sweat on his face. He then coughed, reaching around for his water bottle which he found and took a long swig from. The gym was quiet, it was only him and maybe eleven other agents spread around. He recognized all the faces, yet hadn't spoken to most of them, but that wasn't the objective right now. They all wanted to be left alone to workout, so did Carson, the only difference was that he had finally finished, and wandered off into the men's locker room.

After a short shower he put on a clean set of clothes. Nothing extreme, a plain white t shirt, black jeans and boots. With his pistol holstered on his hip, as always. He never went around unarmed, never knew what could happen. Some would call him paranoid, he called himself, ready for anything. He picked up his backpack of belongings, then slung it over his shoulder , strolling out of the building and into the compound courtyard. He paused before exiting, looking at his watch. 8 o'clock, the sun was almost fully down, and the floodlights which lit up the entire compound were on, he noticed this as he walked out into the open.

As he moved through the facility, he glanced around for any of the recruits. If there were any problems then he was sure they would bring it up to him or the boss. Carson went towards the garage, He swore he noticed Ruri go around a corner, she was probably getting acquainted with the new area. He walked, noticing David and Trixie conversing in front of David's bike, it was a nice contraption, though not Carson's style, he preferred something with a little more protection.

"So how many thousands did that fancy thing cost you?" Carson asked David, hoping he was't interrupting anything important.