Kheshig made himself scarce when Condor stalked off to take care of her 'little something', which he guessed had to do with Birdseed and her little outburst. From what he knew, Birdseed was a psychology expert as well as a gadgeteer, and he could tell that each and every one of her words had been chosen specifically to sting at Condor like a mass of wasps. There was absolutely no way things were going to turn out well, and Kheshig had no intention of getting himself involved. Still, he wanted the two of them to still be alive by the end of the confrontation, and thus he retreated to the security room with his plate of grass jellies.

He had his legs propped up on the control panel as he looked over each of the screens in turn, occasionally popping a jelly into his mouth. [i]There she is.[/i] He spotted Birdseed smoking on the camera that was trained at the back of the house. There were a few minutes of absolutely nothing happening, and then Condor showed up. Kheshig had expected her to do something drastic - that much he could surmise from the very limited knowledge he had on her - but pulling a gun on Birdseed seemed a bit too much, even if it were just an empty threat. The only problem was that as it stood, it was just as likely that Condor was being serious.

"Fuck-" He began, but before he could even spring from his seat, Archangel's voice began playing over the in-house intercom.

[quote]Condor and Kheshig I need you both to get to the warehouse where the others are, their cover is blown and they need back up.[/quote]

Kheshig did not even wait for Archangel to finish. As soon as he heard that they were to go to the warehouse, he jumped from his seat and ran straight for his room. There would be only one reason for them to be redeployed, and that was that the other team had well and truly gotten themselves into trouble. Birdseed and Condor could wait. For now, Kheshig's priority was getting himself suited up for a combat operation. Stealth had obviously failed the other team, and they were far better at it than him. Kheshig's shirt was off by the time he skidded into his room.

Opening his closet, he pulled out his combat equipment, all of it already prepared and ready. He threw on the black combat shirt and black load bearing vest. With one hand, he secured the buckles while the other pulled a black beanie over his head. Once he was done, he quick-walked his way over the briefcase containing his rifle and opened it. With practiced ease, he assembled the weapon within half-a-minute and was out of his room with his full combat load by the end of that minute. He pulled up the face wrap around his neck to cover his nose and mouth, then put on a pair of black gloves. Lots of things could fall off the body during a firefight, and the more of his body he covered, the less likely he would leave behind any incriminating evidence.

Holding his rifle in both hands, he ran to the back of the house, expecting to find Condor and Birdseed. Instead, he got there just in time to see Condor and Birdseed on the ground, with the former aiming a silenced pistol at the latter. "No, if you do not let her go, I will shoot you." Kheshig said coldly and raised his rifle, aiming it at Condor. "Whatever problems you two have, it can wait until later. Right now, we have to bail the other team out of a sticky situation, and I will be damned if you two are at each other's throats during the operation."

"Shoot each other if you must, but do it once we are done with this operation. For now, kiss and make up or I will do it for you." He said forcibly, but lowered his rifle. "Archangel only asked for Condor and I, but he is not here, and I say we need Birdseed. Condor, you and I are going in heavy and loud. No subtlety for this one, we are going to pull the other team out of whatever fire they found themselves in. That leaves Birdseed as our gadgetry expert. Anything to jam camera feeds, communication signals or to prevent us from getting caught on speed cameras would be best, but I will leave your final loadout to you."

It felt good to be giving orders again; it made him feel like the soldier he had started out as. "I will wait for you by the rover. Not the car, I have a feeling we may need to go off-road if things get even worse. Be there in seven minutes, and we move out ten minutes from now." With that, he turned and fast-marched himself to the rover. "Callsign Kheshig to Archangel. Mission prep time, seven mikes. ETA to first move off, ten mikes. ETA to mission area, approximately twenty, repeat, twenty mikes." He said to Archangel over his mic, then opened a frequency to the other team. "Kheshig here. We will be with you in twenty minutes. Attempt your own evacuation if safe and possible, but take the same route you took. We can meet you mid-way. If own evac is not feasible, find a safe place to hide. We are coming in hot and guns blazing."

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