[h3][color=gray][center]Cadet Jay Jindaal[/center][/color][/h3]

Jay let his hand fall and was introduced to the infamous Captain Aura. Her harsh words and matter of fact, brusque tone was nothing new to him. The drill instructors in training had a much louder voice and more colorful vocabulary. Jay noticed her almost disapproving glance at his attire and wondered if she though his gear unnecessary or possibly him trying to emulate an infantry soldier. He regretted accepting the extra protection but was pleasantly surprised when the captain offered her hand. He shook the captain's hand and gave a little smile, not saying anything. He looked to his appointed battle buddy, Neil. He was, average, to say in the least. He was fit and not unattractive, but he didn't exactly stand out. Jay gave his battle buddy a solemn but polite nod, the little smile he afforded Captain Aura not being directed at Neil.

 Jay quickly scanned his eyes over the other pilot, Yaz. She was, at least in Jay's opinion, very attractive. But while Neil had the aura of social dominance and Jay himself had the aura of social etiquette, Yaz gave Jay a...confused, almost awkward vibe. For some reason, Jay had always been very skilled at reading people, just watching how they hold themselves and go about their lives. Realizing that he had been staring for a few moments, he turned slightly red and directed his attention towards the captain, hoping the woman hadn't notice his silent analyzing.

Jay listened to the officer's battle plan. It wasn't very complicated. Yaz and Aura would infiltrate the facility and on the signal or after 5 minutes of silence, Neil and himself tear shit up. It was a kind of plan he can get behind and he was eager to see what [i][b]Fury[/b][/i] could do against enemy fortifications and installments. He said in his deep but elegant voice in response to her question of clarity[b] "Yes, Ma'am."[/b]

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