[b]Jason[/b]

At first, Jason didn't glance up from the floor at Klaus and Ben's arrival, lost in thought as he was oft prone to be. But, eventually- At the sound of Adam clearing his throat- he looked up and nodded to the pair.
"Klaus, Ben. Glad to see you both made it, I was beginning to wonder if you'd slipped on some ice."

Apparently, he didn't even register the fact that he'd kept them waiting for his response for a solid ten minutes, making Ben's lateness... Rather redundant. He straightened with a crack of his neck, gesturing for Ben to stand and giving a meaningful look to the holo-table in front of him, directing all of their attention to the space-station imaged there.
"We lost JCS again, and this time the Free Men are looking to make it permanent. Our entire garrison was killed and spaced, and all communications with the station have been severed, excluding internal Free Men messages. Somehow, in the week it took us to find out, they had -this- installed."

He tapped a point on the image, blowing up the turret and its surrounding space again for their viewing.
"Anti-craft turret. This scan is nearly three days old- They probably have more than one of these now. But one is bad enough. With that turret functioning, no ship bigger than a civilian leisure boat is getting within ten thousand miles of that station without turning into a bunch of floating scrap metal... Which, of course, means we're being sent almost to the moon. In a civilian leisure boat. Hope you boys brought sun-screen."

Ah, the dry humor of a man not pleased with upcoming tasks.


[b]Isaac[/b]

Isaac glanced over his shoulder to Mcdougal, shrugging slightly at his comment and turning away from the window.
"I'm always expecting trouble, Mcdougal. That way the only surprises I have are pleasant ones."

He hardly had his favorite phrase out before the rather... Impressive form of Cesare made it into the room, smaller brother on his back as always. Unlike most, Isaac had never been intimidated by Cesare- Nor had he found Julis strange in the slightest. He liked both of them, found them interesting- But he expected Cesare, at least, had agendas outside of helping the Free Men. Until those came to rise, however, Isaac would always continue to treat the two as he treated everybody else- Like friendly equals among free people.
"Cesare, Julis. Glad to see you both. Excuse me if I get directly to business on this, but Julis, I had a job specifically for you, after this meeting. I need you to suit up and go outside, help the engineers with the turrets. I want the numbers perfect, and nobody does them better than you. And where the devil is Eirwen? She's usually here first."

He glanced about with a slight frown, speaking rather rapidly compared to his usual easy-going manner. He either had one too many coffees, or that chill running up his spine was beginning to grate on his nerves. Either way, it was rather amusing to see.