Alaska had slept well, unlike her brother, his kind words had put her at rest for now. She couldn’t be arsed to get into armour in her mind it was her day off.  She made her way down to the mess hall she grabbed something and sat next to North, She looked at him playing with his food. [b] “Good morning North, Didn’t your parents ever tell you not to play with your food?”[/b] She said in a comedic tone. [b] “Seriously mate, you looked like a wreck. What’s up?”[/b] Alaska wasn’t exactly what you could call a people person, but something was obviously wrong. North had always been such a proud figure, the man in front of her was definitely not that. She took a bite into the sandwich she had grabbed and sat down. [b] “Well, if it isn’t the dead man walking, wheeling seems more fitting in your case though, you always did prefer wheels to legs. You know what it kind of suits you.”[/b] She took another bite, [b] “What about yourself then Cal, you definitely look good for someone who was shot only yesterday” [/b] she smirked and giggled a bit

Wash didn’t sleep well that night, in fact he hardly slept at all. Instead he spent most of the time on his data pad. Making a map of possibilities of what could be going on. There were so many variables at play, it made it impossible to find out was actually going on. He didn’t know if they were the final stage of the selection process or was there more challenges to come? He didn’t go to bed but he fell asleep at his desk. In his mind the best course of action was to log all of what was going on. He booted up his computer and started recording to a USB:

[b] “This is Audio log 1-1 the time is 01:32 in the morning and honestly I imagine it’s a nice day where ever we are right now. As this is the first log it may be best to fill the listener on what is happening. The whole squad went on a mission today, some could say it went well, although our buddy Carolina might disagree, he took a round straight through his chest. But anyway to the point, Things were just revealed to us that this organisation that we were all a part of my not be what it is presumed to be. I suppose I will speak to you later. Finnish time: 1:36 Agent Washington, signing out.”[/b]

After finishing his message he closed down the computer he grabbed the USB and attached it to a lanyard, which he attached around his neck, it was too early to go to eat and so he collapsed onto his bed. He passed out the moment his head hit the pillow. He woke up later than his sister, He was in no rush He had a whole hour until Close combat training began. He knew that if he went to the mess hall he would probably just get caught up in conversation, not the best plan, he didn’t even have any of his kit together yet. He stopped at the locker room, and grabbed his helmet. He examined the item, He had not had it for long, and yet it was so familiar to him now, the feel of bulky armour plating he wasn’t a fan of the colour scheme, and by the looks of things they had given him the inverse of his sister. He sat on the central bench of the room and just thought of what might be to come.