Mission Why-Ferals-Need-To-Be-Kept-On-Short-Leashes. Locked to captaine_sykes

[mongrelverine]

The last mission Daken had been on was the one which had led him to Team X in the first place. He’d found his place in the organized chaos that made up the camp. Eventually he’d lost the restlessness that plagued him the first few months from lack of activity. Now that he was actually on one, it had all come back to him. Trained as the good

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[captaine_sykes]

It's not been a tense silence, more of a companionable one where they both know there is little point wasting energy on words that aren't needed or required. Ethan can easily recognize the shift in Daken's demeanour from reasonably calm and laid back to piqued interest and tension. Hopefully the feral won't go crazy and lose it before running amok throughout the facility

[mongrelverine]

Daken was unruffled by the glare Ethan was giving him. He was well aware that his physical attributes made him stand out in any crowd like a peacock among crows. "If I could fool the genius crowd that makes up the sorry team on base, I can fool a bunch of military mooks." Yes, that was a slight jab at Ethan's skills at keeping invaders out

[captaine_sykes]

"Oddly enough I give these idiots running the facility a better chance of spotting you than the team." Though Daken was raising a valid point, one that he's repeatedly tried to resolve. But until he was given permission to beat sense into the team he'd have to get by with just hoping that they learnt

[mongrelverine]

Giving Daken permission to do whatever he liked while Ethan was off doing the technical work was like letting a child run around with scissors in their hands, although in Daken's case, perhaps a chainsaw fit the analogy better. Something bad was bound to happen