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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The men had come out of no where taking out the one building she had called home for so many years and killed her mentor. Alyssa could already feel the anger bubbling up in her gut just speaking of it or talking about it. "There isn't really a good idea who they could be though they were quite organized. They knew exactly what they were doing and how many to have about for the two of us. I can't say that they were mafia. I just don't know, but... They knew, Jack. Somehow they knew."
Without even noticing her eyes started to swirl. Her temper was hard to flair but these men had made themselves one enemy that they were going to regret having. If Alyssa had to she'd take them all down one at a time. "I'd like permission to go back and see what I can find out." And to take out some of the grudge on them was the unspoken half of the statement.
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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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