"Wow, their fighting like somebody broke one of their nails or something." James smiled as he watched the two Freelancers fight. It was quite entertaining. He crosses his arms, and whispers to himself, "I honestly can't tell if that is a training fight or a real fight. They're acting like it's a real fight, but they wouldn't have an organised fight in the [i]training room[/i], would they?"

"It's a training fight." James sighed, grinning. "Thanks for answering the rhetorical question, FILSS." James couldn't help but have a small laugh at the fact that the AI could hop in anytime to answer something, then hop back out again. As he watched the fight finish, he whistled. "I don't wanna have a fist fight with [i]them[/i] anytime soon." As the two Freelancers shook hands, James finally uncrossed his arms. "Well, I guess I'll walk down there and start to practice some holographic locks. I can't be bothered to shoot anything right now." He noticed one of the freelancers indicating 'time' to him. [i]Time? Am I late for something? Oh, yeah, the debriefing. I guess I'll start heading there.[/i] James turned and started to stroll his way toward the meeting room, not bothering to remove his armour. After all, what was the point of putting it on, if he was just going to take it off again a while later. He may as well give it a walk. He grinned inside his helmet, strolling through the ship's corridors to the meeting room.