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Miles grew a little sober while she spoke; he was a good listener when he needed to be and Maja spoke with confidence. Not only that, but her plan was straightforward and intelligent. He had never been much of a leader for all his...good qualities, and still much preferred working alone. But, "No arguments here. Sounds good, Borrealis. Don't worry about the timing, seven minutes should be plenty." As he spoke, he turned to open the back of his own van; he exchanged his glasses for contacts and rested a harness over his shoulders.
"If anything, I'd like to watch for a bit and stake the place out first," Miles added. "Get a better idea of numbers, what they're armed with, et cetera." He glanced between the other two as he prepped himself with a couple blades and slipped two handguns into the harness. Once done, he pulled a dark hoodie on over his hair.
"If anything, I'd like to watch for a bit and stake the place out first," Miles added. "Get a better idea of numbers, what they're armed with, et cetera." He glanced between the other two as he prepped himself with a couple blades and slipped two handguns into the harness. Once done, he pulled a dark hoodie on over his hair.
Varies weekend to weekend for me.
Sweet, thanks! I'll whip something up ASAP
Eyy, sick signature. Lucio and D.Va are my favorites, lol
Miles was snapped out of the worry for his poor, wilting plants by the stare from Nobody. He stared back for a moment, became unsettled, and then looked around at the rest of K9 as they headed for the vans. It was as if he was asking, "Are you seeing this shit?" No one seem particularly interested, though, and the ordeal was soon over. Nobody joined the rest. Miles rolled his eyes and pulled his hair up into a bun as he started walking. Hair tie between his teeth, he just scowled at everyone's backs..until his lips turned into a small smile. It was almost genuine, which was something for the assassin: but hey, he considered these people his family. They'd be fine.
Dark hair up, the man dropped his arms as he arrived beside Maja. "I'll switch out glasses for contacts as a start," he told her in regards to his "disguise." "And since we're covering just southern Vegas, this should be simple. I don't even think anyone is really there, so just keep an eye out for the 'lancers."
Dark hair up, the man dropped his arms as he arrived beside Maja. "I'll switch out glasses for contacts as a start," he told her in regards to his "disguise." "And since we're covering just southern Vegas, this should be simple. I don't even think anyone is really there, so just keep an eye out for the 'lancers."
Bombardier says there might be a spot open? If so, I'm interested if that's okay, but if not, I'm happy to just watch.
[ Flynn ]
It's needless to say that the agents who arrived to kindly escort Ms. Mitchellson to her new friends (whom she didn't even ask for, by the way) were meant with defensiveness and aggression. In the end, she had to go willing because she was too hard to catch, and what got her was the possibility of helping other halfbreeds. Ignorant she was, but she wasn't ignorant to the danger the whole world faced. It was important for her to put the needs of others above herself in this moment. Still, she couldn't care if the Axis agents all fell dead.
The young woman was escorted to the meeting room, but she was happy to make it difficult for her escort. If a hand was laid on her, they were meant with a warning shock. It earned her glares, but she refused to comply as if she was some sort of prisoner. "I'm here to help," she hissed at them. After that, they were kind enough to not touch her, but they sure as hell didn't trust her alone.
They even opened the door to the meeting room for her, and she crossed her arms as she waited for them to leave. With the ordeal over, she turned her electric blue eyes on her new companions. They lingered coldly on the woman before turning to the boy. Her gaze softened and she offered a shy wave. "I'm Flynn," she said, glancing to both of them before pulling a chair out to take her seat.
[ KB ]
Despite being a grown-ass adult, he had to convince his mother he'd be fine. He was being organized into an elite group who all knew what they were doing--he left out the whole halfbreeds part, though. Eventually, she relented and he was free to go after lots of hugs and kisses and sad smiles. KB promised he'd be safe, and there was some mumbling about his father. It just ruined his mood, not that he was in a great one anyway.
After passing through security and getting some directions, he continued onto the room where they would all meet. He was eyed by a few guards--he certainly looked less human than some halfbreeds--but no one bothered him. His brows furrowed together as he passed a couple men mumbling to each other about some bitch and he paused to watch them. At first, it came off as pretty unprofessional, but then it clicked with a small "Ah:" the halfbreeds must've beat him here.
KB walked into the room, his eyes flickering to each of the members already there. "'Sup," he greeted casually. Following Sonya's example, he picked up a file before sitting down and began to flip through it.
It's needless to say that the agents who arrived to kindly escort Ms. Mitchellson to her new friends (whom she didn't even ask for, by the way) were meant with defensiveness and aggression. In the end, she had to go willing because she was too hard to catch, and what got her was the possibility of helping other halfbreeds. Ignorant she was, but she wasn't ignorant to the danger the whole world faced. It was important for her to put the needs of others above herself in this moment. Still, she couldn't care if the Axis agents all fell dead.
The young woman was escorted to the meeting room, but she was happy to make it difficult for her escort. If a hand was laid on her, they were meant with a warning shock. It earned her glares, but she refused to comply as if she was some sort of prisoner. "I'm here to help," she hissed at them. After that, they were kind enough to not touch her, but they sure as hell didn't trust her alone.
They even opened the door to the meeting room for her, and she crossed her arms as she waited for them to leave. With the ordeal over, she turned her electric blue eyes on her new companions. They lingered coldly on the woman before turning to the boy. Her gaze softened and she offered a shy wave. "I'm Flynn," she said, glancing to both of them before pulling a chair out to take her seat.
[ KB ]
Despite being a grown-ass adult, he had to convince his mother he'd be fine. He was being organized into an elite group who all knew what they were doing--he left out the whole halfbreeds part, though. Eventually, she relented and he was free to go after lots of hugs and kisses and sad smiles. KB promised he'd be safe, and there was some mumbling about his father. It just ruined his mood, not that he was in a great one anyway.
After passing through security and getting some directions, he continued onto the room where they would all meet. He was eyed by a few guards--he certainly looked less human than some halfbreeds--but no one bothered him. His brows furrowed together as he passed a couple men mumbling to each other about some bitch and he paused to watch them. At first, it came off as pretty unprofessional, but then it clicked with a small "Ah:" the halfbreeds must've beat him here.
KB walked into the room, his eyes flickering to each of the members already there. "'Sup," he greeted casually. Following Sonya's example, he picked up a file before sitting down and began to flip through it.
Alright, sounds good!
Are they all going to be on the same group then? Or?
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