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[The Zango]

Drake took the sheet from Cheryl and began to jot down what he needed. In truth he didn't really need all that much but if, as Fisher had said, they were working with a blank check, why not go a little overboard?

Spoiler: The list

2x P99 Suppressors and infra-red laser sights.

1x SOCOM Suppressor

3E Night Camo shadow suit

Spoiler: The suit

Multi goggles

2xFlashbangs

"I think that'll do me nicely" he said as he handed both the pen and the list back to Cheryl. He nodded to her and excused himself.

"When are we moving out?" said Drake, stopping a few feet from Fisher. He dropped his spent cigarette onto the floor and rubbed it out with his boot without taking his gaze from his CO.

 

[Anah'ya]

Cheryl looked from the paper in her hands to Drake as he was marching up to Fisher.

"Huh," she proclaimed to none in particular and followed. She sidled up besides him and offered the list to their CO.

 

[Jav3lin]

"Alright sir, I will retire to my quarters for now"
Sam said with a fashionable tone as he cracked his back by straightening up fully and turning to the sides.

Maybe get some training

 

[Cryptorus]

"Well, squad leader. I just hope that I can still do what I do best, blowing things up." Taylor said. Taylor stood up and looked over at Fisher.

"Yeah, that's a good question. Sir, when are we going out on our first mission as this joint ops team?"

 

[capin Rob]

"We'll go in once we get the gear, and when the other two HAWX learn their way around a F-22." He said Taylor. Fisher said to Sam.
"The quaters are the way." He said, walking to a garage door on a wall of the warehouse.

 

[Jedoro]

"Hey, I don't have to wear one of them camo blankets, do I?" Black asked, remembering how he preferred ghillie suits when he was out on a mission. "I mean, it's cool and all, but I don't want to go into a battlefield with a beach towel on me."

 

[Xero Scythe]

Damien sighed and rolled his neck. "Alright, number two...looks like I'm a wingman this time around." He clapped Ethan on the shoulder and grinned. "Alright mate, better do a good job! I like not having holes in my wing." He laughed and walked onwards.

 

[capin Rob]

"You'll get a desert ghilie." Fisher said, he pressed 6 numbers in on a keypad near the garage door, It opened, revealing a very good looking furnished room with a 50 inch televsion, a small kitchen with a oven, stove, and refrigearator. "This is your commons, it's where you will always be, unless you are sleeping. You will be here for a few days, we're going to have to hurry up and wait, until the weapons come

 

[Souldemon8]

"Whoa now this is wan't I'm talking about," Ethan rushed past the others and jumped on the couch and grabbed the remote.

He then turned to Damien,"If you can keep up with me then I doubt you even get a ding."

 

[Anah'ya]

"And training facilities, Sir?" A 'few days' could drag out, and Cheryl knew from longer stays in safe houses that most agents appreciated having something to spend their pent up energy on.

Cheryl leaned through the door briefly to look about the commons.

Classy, she thought.

 

[Crayzor]

"Niiice." Tom said as he looked around the room. He laughed as Ethan rushed past him and sat down on the couch. Walking over, he sat down as well and put his feet up on the small table in front of the couch. "Man, this is something i could get used to. Why can't all barracks be like this?"

 

[The Zango]

"Talk about blank checks" muttered Drake as he gathered up the pieces of his pistol on a rag and transferred them to a table in the corner of the room.

'Perfect'

He took a seat and continued to clean the various, intricate instruments that made up the weapon and luckily he was far enough away from the others that he could hopefully get some peace but at the same time keep an eye on them.

He sparked up his fifth cigarette of the day as he worked, he was beginning to feel better about the op. He would still be sleeping with his eyes open and a pistol in his hands but he wasn't quite as tense as before. He did worry however, about the lack of activity. He always wanted to be doing something but there was a limit to the amount of times he could assemble and re-assemble his guns without being a psyco.

Perhaps he could do some sparring or if no-one was up for getting their ass kicked, he could sneak out and find a gym somewhere.

 

[capin Rob]

"as for the training facilities." He said to Cheryl's question. "We have a full gym with sparring and exercise equipment. A gun range, with large quantities of ammo from 22. - .50 caliber rounds. We actually have mutilipule ranges, all outdoor. We will have some air space for the HAWX to train on. If any civillians see they will just think it's training from Fort Meade."

 

[capin Rob]

Spoiler: OOC

How are you guys and Gal liking things so far?

 

[The Zango]

Spoiler: OoC

Lovin' it so far. Nice pace, good characters and solid direction. I got a question btw, how will combat be handled? Are we being left to make up our own injuries (responsibly) or are they being dealt out? Tis good either way and your doing a great job! (I just wish my own RP was doing as well)

 

[capin Rob]

Spoiler: OOC

In combat you will make your own Injuries, I will give the number of combatants

 

[Jav3lin]

Spoiler: OOC

It's detailed, comprehensive and fun. Good job.

Sam walked past the Commons and chuckled.
"They behave like children"
He whispered to himself as he stepped outside.

Now where's that gun range?

 

[capin Rob]

"The gun range is out behind the warehouse, your barracks are through the door next to the kitchen, there are 11 racks for you to sleep on, with pillows and blankets, and one top line computer for internet acess." Fisher said.

 

[Jav3lin]

Sam stepped outside into the nice air. It was wonderful how the smell of something as simple as, the sea or just the city air, but it reminded him of freedom and how he longed for it often when he was somewhere far away from home.

And now I am here, and I must concentrate on the matters at hand
He thought to himself as he cleared his throat and set off toward the shooting range.

 

[capin Rob]

Fisher watched as Sam left the room, "Alright, If you have any questions, I'll be in my office. Feel free to take food from the kitchen, spar with each other, work out, and shoot at the range." With that, fisher left the commons and went to his office, sat down, and turned on a TV.