Mission Time (For Team Okami)
Jack woke his team up via a blast from an air horn the morning of the mission promptly at five AM. Between that and dumping cold water on them, he considered it to be the more humane way to wake them up. “Everyone is to be dressed and ready to go in ten minutes. Anyone who isn’t will be going anyway, but I’m sure they will make lovely targets parading around in their pajamas.” With that warning, he strode out of his team’s sleeping quarters and right out of the building, heading over to where one of the camp’s many trucks was parked.
Dressed all in black with a bulletproof vest on, his guns slung low on his hips, and a knife twirling between two fingers, he looked like an Old West gunslinger. All the supplies were already loaded, and he had informed Zero and John that they were to be left in charge while he was away. He didn’t trust any mutant, but those two would at least keep the peace (and Victor) in line. Now the mutant hunter waited impatiently for the rest of his squad, tapping one foot on the ground.
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Dressed all in black with a bulletproof vest on, his guns slung low on his hips, and a knife twirling between two fingers, he looked like an Old West gunslinger. All the supplies were already loaded, and he had informed Zero and John that they were to be left in charge while he was away. He didn’t trust any mutant, but those two would at least keep the peace (and Victor) in line. Now the mutant hunter waited impatiently for the rest of his squad, tapping one foot on the ground.
((OOC: No posting order. Hop on in and go for it!))