Wade had been spending most of his time in the workout room training. It wasn't a luxury the team had back in Africa, and he was going to take advantage. Especially since he hadn't gone on a mission since god knows when. He had a feeling Stryker was just being a dick and punishing him for his constant mouth. But what else was new ( Read more... )

Ric had been and pestered (poor) Victor, taking him some clean clothing and then spending the next hour going on and on and on about how he had finally sorted things out with Martini and what had been going on in camp. Considering how impatient the feral could be, it was impressive that he had managed to put up with about ten minutes of Ric going ( Read more... )

Cassie sat calmly on the floor of her room, looking quite childish with a piece of paper and a pencil. She moved her right hand and the pencil stood up on its tip. Carefully and with an extent of precision, she began to “draw”. It was her way of relaxing and passing the time. Especially to relieve the tension she was feeling. Everyone around camp ( Read more... )

Jamie wasn't exactly sure how it happened. One minute, a duplicate was pulling a bag of flour off the shelf. The nest minute, there was only one of him and he was covered in flour and there was a girl with bright blue hair and wide eyes apologizing profusely and laughing at the same time ( Read more... )

Cassie stood in front of the med lab, trying to figure out how to get in and talk to someone about her condition. She was finally ready to get some damn help of any kind they could offer. The door didn’t seem to be cooperating though. You needed a key card to get in and she definitely didn’t have clearance apparently.

With a sigh, she knocked on ( Read more... )

Cassie felt uncomfortable. It was horrible how fast the cold hit her. She was sitting in the rec room on the couch indian style and shivering. She thought this to be one of the more worse bouts with her cold that she's had lately. Her scarf was next to her, as she felt the chill creeping up on her earlier in the day. She eyed it. She couldn't give ( Read more... )

There was no one in the kitchen but Laura. She was happy with that, happy with the quiet. The frustrated whispers and rumors floating around about the hunter and the recent death hadn't affected her at all. Death happens. She knew this first hand. Hell, she was the cause of over a hundred of them and she'd started earlier than the mutant hunter had ( Read more... )

Martini was in the rec room, with a chair pulled up to the ping pong table. He wasn't playing. Instead, every single watch he owned (and quite a few that belonged to his teammates) was spread out across the surface, each taken apart and spread out, with only the bare framework left intact. And not just the watches on his general person. Martini had ( Read more... )

Cassie wandered around the barracks. Investigating some of the names on the walls where the rooms were and then making her way into what looked to be the mess hall. She sat down at a table randomly. She noticed a few of the tables had drawings on them. Cassie found it a little odd, but how else could you pass the time in snowy Russia. For some ( Read more... )

Cassie rubbed her gloved hands together as the jeep roared along the wintery road. It was cold in Russia, but cold was familiar to her. She looked out the window to her right. The snow that was falling seemed light and fluffy. It intrigued her. If only the windows weren't shut...

Cassie turned her attention back to staring straight ahead. She ( Read more... )