New camp. New rules. No complaints!

Much like back in Japan there are a line of Humvees awaiting the team at the airport, which they are quickly ushered into and their bags - apart from their carry-ons - are loaded into a separate truck. It's about three in the afternoon as the trucks depart the airport and make the hour journey to their new camp.

The vehicles pull up alongside the ( Read more... )

The trip to the air port had been mostly uneventful; for Emma at least. Her decision to separate herself from the team at that point had been carefully constructed as making a point. Not to the team, but to the soldiers on chauffeur duty, the ones that seemed to think everyone there was just an expendable little freak. She'd spent most of the drive ( Read more... )

To say that everything had been a severe headache for the last several weeks would be the understatement of the year. Emma hadn't felt this uncomfortable since she'd been teaching five telepaths how to control themselves. This was just getting ridiculous. Japan had worn off, in Emma's opinion, and Emma's opinion was currently the only opinion that ( Read more... )

Nicky wandered toward the Mess Hall Razi trailing along behind him. The dog was his full adult size though his ears still looked huge on his head. Some days it just made Nicky laugh to look at him. Right now he and the dog were both hungry. Nicky looked down over himself it hadn't been that long ago he'd asked Jack for a new uniform but it was ( Read more... )

The trembling ground in camp was no real surprise to John as he stood at the sink of the bathroom, face covered in shaving foam as he dragged the blade carefully across his cheek. It was generally accepted that the Mexican was a pain in the ass and could usually be found to be the source of these rumbles, often as a result of some practical joke or ( Read more... )

Victor Creed was wounded, and in a lot of pain ( Read more... )

Unlike Zero, John hadn't set out further rules as to the behaviour he hoped (and possibly expected) for from his assigned team. Not to mention he was pretty sure that Jack would keep things organised around camp, seeing as he was well known for his dislike of mutants and the methods he employed to ensure he got his point across ( Read more... )

Everyone seemed to have settled down fair quickly. There hadn't been any fights (yet), no-one had complained about the shared bathrooms (yet) and their team quarters were surprisingly clean (for the moment) and of a far better standard than he'd expected (until someone trashed them no doubt).

John didn't mind being designated a team to watch over, ( Read more... )

Finally, the team's time in Russia was coming to an end. They'd lingered here for longer than Stryker had intended, but he had at least obtained some of the samples he'd required, as well as having managed to carry out some important research in the process. The Major wasn't sorry to say goodbye to the base, though. The mutants weren't the only ( Read more... )