There was a new notice posted in the mess hall where the whole team could read it.
I'd just like reiterate that while the power of command may have shifted, you should all still behaving. Any misconduct-
Aw, fuck it with being formal. Enough bullshit. Anyone steps out of line, and I ain't going to be slapping your wrists and tossing you in the brig
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With a light rap of knuckles on the doorframe, the mutant carefully crossed her arms as she spoke. "Hey, Boss. Got a minute?" Any other time Alyssa would have brushed the feeling off chalking it up for another run about but... something just felt off.
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Shaking his head to dispense the fog of sleep, he called out, not bothering to hide his annoyance. "No, but if you're determined to interrupt me, might as well just get it done and over with."
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Out of all the people there on the base Jack was probably one of the only non-mutants that she respected the most. Stryker was... well the fact she was there in the first place possibly because of him was unsettling enough that respect was something she wasn't entirely ready to give the man. The fact that Jack was her team leader mad her treat him on a different level than some of the others, but there was just something about him that she could understand. All her talk and ribbings were just fun. Now? Now they were being dropped.
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He had a certain level of protectiveness towards the members of his own squad that was significantly different from the rest of the team. Despite his own prejudicial anger and hatred, he had been put in charge of them for a reason. Jack was determined to make sure they all stayed safe. Alyss wasn't too far off the mark when she had said he needed one of those 'Team Dad' shirts.
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"I'll see what I can find out. You and the merc aren't the only ones who have old ties here." Jack had done more than his fair share of hunts in Japan, and still knew a few contacts from the old days. Maybe one of them would know something about these mysterious attackers.
"That's a negative, Foxfire." Hopefully the address of Lyssa by her codename would grab her attention. "If they attacked you once, they're going to be hoping you come back. Your personal stake in this will cloud your judgement. I'll send someone else to check it out." For a moment his harsh features softened up. "Besides, you're injured. Just try to rest and heal up."
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Her instructor had been a mentor and the closest thing to a grandfather that she had. Not to mention a chance to go sift through the rubble and see if she could find any thing. The old man had no one else that she could ever recall aside from herself. At least none that he had ever mentioned before. "Please."
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But still, if she was that determined, he'd rather it be done properly, so at least his mind could rest easier. "If you really want to go, find yourself two capable mutants who can escort you, then report back to me. Are we clear? Because if I find out you skipped out and on your own, I swear, the Yakuza will be the least of your worries." He shot her a warning glare.
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"Okay first off- it's kinda impossible for me to try sneaking out of here without going through the front gate. Second- what the hell? I don't need babysitters." What she did need, however, was a chance to get the tension and anger out of her. Going to the funeral and then whatever else after would be perfect for her to get the job done.
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"I don't give a shit. That's my final offer, and if you don't like it, I'll clock you over the head and dump your sorry ass in the brig." The words were harsh and biting, but he was also deadly serious.
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