Iowa listened closely to what Wash was saying, [b]“I think we all have Wash, but look at where we are, the amazing things that we’re able to do if I had stayed a marine. This is some intense stuff. And I’m sure you’re right about your reward. ” [/b] He paused as he got back up, [b] “And I recommend you aren’t so cocky about your strength, you’d be surprised what some of us are capable of.”[/b] He clicked his helmet into place and loaded up his data chip and ran some final checks on his gear. He saw North and Alaska walk in, [b] “Good morning you two, any word on Cal or South yet?”[/b] He knew that Cal was as stubborn as a mule, and so he’d most likely already be moving about.  [b] “Actually you know what I might be best if I didn’t know where he was. So, are we all here for some fighting? I’m good for that. It might be best to go in pairs; it would just make it less confusing. I’ll see you down there.”[/b] 

Iowa left the locker room and moved to the training hall. He’d forgotten how big it was. [b] “F.I.L.S.S, can you set up a Sparing scenario, we’ve got four members, so two matches, should be good. And keep it to fists.”[/b] there was a brief pause before the AI spoke again, [i]“Understood Agent Iowa, Rearranging the training floor”[/i]. As she finished her sentence the floor started moving, blocks starting to rise and others falling low, Eventually creating an almost tennis court like structure on two sides of the room. If Iowa was being honest, he was very impressed by the engineering. He set up a random draw for the contestants and waited for the others to arrive before picking who would be fighting who.