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Jax kept playing with his Knife. He was less rigid then the rest as even though he never looked he saw everything. Things were less formal in Spec ops, chain of command less clear. They didn't answer to a unit but usually higher. In truth Jax never knew who gave him missions, just a mission would come down,there squad leader would brief and they were off. Occasionally they would be approached as individuals and giving missions. Jax him self having to do this several times. Every one was speaking, talking about this and that. 09 was talking bout how she was a soldier and not a "real person". She almost sounded like she came right out of boot. The doctor was talking next as it was getting obvious who the personalities in the group was. There was always a few, people who stood out more then others. Jax him self never much saw a problem with this, it simply wasn't him.

As a moment of silence fell over he kept playing with his knife. He would let the others keep carrying on, this briefing wasn't going to until every one was finished saying there piece and Jax was a very patient person. He decided to take this moment to let speak so they weren't waiting on him. Catching his knife he stopped playing with it for a bit "Sabre 06, Jax Orion. Call sign Ghost Reaper, Sniper" he spoke very straight forward and deliberate, just loud enough for those in the room to hear him.
Jax sat in silence as he normally did. His knife in hand he was spinning that blade around. Catching it in his hand as he spun around once more as he let rolling it on the back of his hand and then turning it catching it. Though as he did this he wasn't even watching it. His eyes focused on a spot on the table in front of him. He had read all the dossiers he was given on all of them. Looking through his memory was sharp, he watched them all as they sat in uncomfortable silence, well uncomfortable for the rest of them. For himself, and he figured 04, silence was a friend. Used to working in the field by them selves, days, weeks of silence. One wrong sound and you were dead. You learned to be a mouse, a mouse with very big weapons.

02 stood up and started to speak, speaking to the others about how they needed to break the ice. He was right they were a team, but Jax would have the least amount of interaction with them, in and off the the field. As a sniper you learned to keep a distance a certain distance from people, he was always looking at people though a Scope. Though as long as every one did their job Jax didn't see any problems. he would socialize with them, get to know them. He would always keep that distance from them. He watched as the Doc stood up, out of turn, and started to speak. He was boasting it seemed, which was something that Jax didn't understand. He wasn't new to the SPEC OPs community, he had spent most of his career in black ops. You didn't talk about it, you didn't boast. There was a certain respect about such things. Snipers never asked each other numbers, black ops never asked about Ops. Distance it all came down to distance.

Soon enough things were back on tract. 03 stood up and started speaking. Though all of this he kept playing with his knife as his facial expression never changing as he listened to him speak. He was very direct and to the point, Jax Liked that. The one thing he noticed was that he was the only one with a call sign. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. His tags, said "Ghost Reaper" none of his field uniforms had name tapes. More then just nicknames Call signs kept real names out of it, during black Ops it was something that helped keep them safe as there Unofficial names meant that linking the soldier to the person was harder.

04 was next, it was short and sweet just as Jax expected. Next would be 05, but there was another interruption 09 stood up asking about rank. He personally felt like she deserved her spot. He read her record, she was volatile, acted with out thinking. People like that got others killed, she had gotten people killed. In his Black Ops world she wouldn't of lasted. Her little outburst only helped cement his opinion of her in his mind though. He spun his blade and caught it his eyes kept on that spot on the table as he expression had still yet to change.

So I feel like i should point out that one wouldn't get demoted to warrant officer...A warrant officer is usually an Enlisted who climbed the ranks and was made an officer by a "warrant" not commission. They are technical specialist in there fields. So they are between commissioned officers and Enlisted. So if she was always an officer she would be a commissioned officer, and would be demoted down into a commissioned officer rank. Sorry I'm Ex-military so that was kind of bugging me. Rant is over XD
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Alex sat in his seat watching. The girl sank into the shadows and moved around as people were being startled by something poking them. Alex watched as another person volunteered. Turning her self into the metal she touched. Alex watched in silence as his expression never changed. His legs planted down on the steps before him and he leaned forward a bit watching. Soon enough she introduced her self and another was volunteerin, he red head it looked like.
Alex walked through the corridors with an observant eye. He taking not of everything he saw, fire extinguishers, doors, signs...everything. It was a bit odd though, he was acting like a paranoid schizophrenic, though at the moment he thought that might not be to far off from the truth. Soon he was in the gym, looking around as she moved over to the bleachers indicated as he climbed up them. Once he was near the top he sat down, putting the archs of his feat on the row in front of him he leaned back propping his elbows on the row behind him.
Alex looked down at Kat and nodded his head "Ok" he said speaking with that soft voice so she was the only one that could hear him. Soon he started to walk away from her. Moving over into he wasn't exactly sure how far was safe. But then the other inside of him likes living so should react if need be. While he can't use her powers that well. the other inside of him was rather good with them.
@KatherinWinter Alex stood there as he glanced over at the little show going on. Silently he watched as others displayed there abilities, as he was a bit interested in it. For the most part he tried to ignore what was going on with the stone whisper and the absorber. Looking to see what other abilities people had. Though his attention was caught by some one speaking to him as he looked down to Kat. With a nod he reached down placing his hand on her shoulder to let her know he was there as he helped her up. As he did so though the one of the boys turned him self into a knight opening up the door and reveling a woman, surrounded by chickens. That...was certainly odd to say the least. His brow furled some but he looked back to Kat and guided her to the center of the gym.
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Alex watched as the boy walked up, out stretching his arms as suddenly shock waves shot out all smacking into the wall. Standing there Alex had his arms crossed. He waited for the boy to introduce him self before he let his arms drop to his side. Walking out he figured he might as well get this over with. He waited for the old lady to return as he nodded his head towards her and then to the others. Closing his eyes he took a deep breath then exhaled as his eyes shot open. His eyes were glowing with a blue energy as he rose up his arms. A blue energy starting at his fingers it expand forming a large clawed hand that then moved up his arms before reaching his shoulders moving up in a spike before stopping. Once formed they hung down low, his actual arm could be seen inside of of that large blue one as his real hand was at the wrist of the other. As he opened his hand inside the outer hand opened and the intensity of the glowing in his eyes died down a bit. Soon he turned running forward he let one arm drop. The claws ripped into the floor leaving a the ground scared behind him. He jumped spinning and punching the wall. the wall bent out as the false wall around the metal one fell away leaving a crater there. The center of it was ripped as he almost punched through it. Letting his arms drop his eyes stopped glowing as the energy around his arms dispersed like shattering glass falling down the ground and slowly disenagrating as they fell.

Walking back in front of the group "Alex" was all he said before walking back over to where he stood before. Crossing his arms once more as he watched to see who would be next.
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