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[b][color=A9A9A9]Location:[/color][/b] Overwatch Headquarters - Forks; Washington
[b][color=A9A9A9]Interacting:[/color][/b] [color=Goldenrod]Angela Zeigler[/color] [@Vicier], [color=seagreen]Lucas[/color] [@Caits], [color=orange]Erika Striker[/color] [@Kaithas][/center]
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[i]*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*[/i]

Two gleaming yellow eyes suddenly open, followed by a snort, as the mighty Winston wakes up with a startle. He was lying by his worktable downstairs, his head tucked between his two giant hairy arms, with pieces of metal, tools, and peanut butter jar lids littered across it. He looks to his right to see the clock, still beeping loudly. It looked like a 6:30. It was still rather early. The gorilla growls softly as he tries to get his bearings together, turning off the alarm clock next to him. He then slowly yawns as he groggily gets himself to finally stand up. It appears he overworked yet again. He was working almost the entire night on this little project of his and forgot to tell himself when to quit. This isn't the first time this has happened though. It's actually a pretty common occurrence for him to pull an all-nighter. 

Is it healthy? Not really. Did it matter to Winston? Somewhat.

The gorilla rubs his eyes slowly, followed by several huffs to his glasses, condensing them with his breath and cleaning them with his fiber rag. Man did his breath reek of peanut butter. He quickly heads to the bathroom to wash up and brush his teeth. He didn't want his teammates to smell the midnight must on him anyways. As he walks out of the bathroom, the computer system turns on as ATHENA greets him.

[color=00aeef][i][b]"Good Morning Winston."[/b][/i][/color] the AI speaks in a welcoming feminine voice, 
[color=00aeef][i][b]"It seems you've finally woken up and gotten yourself ready. I thought that you would~"[/b][/i][/color]

[b][color=A9A9A9]"If it weren't for the rather convenient alarm clock, then yeah I'd be still sleeping."[/color][/b] Winston answers while clearing his throat and reaching for a banana, taking a bite out of it.

[color=00aeef][i][b]"You need to sleep at a regular schedule Winston. It's not healthy to sleep for a mere three hours. Besides you promised that~"[/b][/i][/color]

[b][color=A9A9A9]"I know, Athena, I know..."[/color][/b] the gorilla rolls his eyes boringly, [b][color=A9A9A9]"I promised to start a proper sleep schedule and get the daily recommended 8 hours of sleep a night, but last night I was busy working on that project of mine. Thought I could finish it before I headed to bed... looks like I was mistaken."[/color][/b]

He holds the project in his hands, a metal white ball with several little holes in it. It was about the size of a grapefruit. Whatever this project was seemed to have, and what purpose it would serve, was of up most importance towards Winston. The big ape simply sighs as he puts it back on the table.

[b][color=A9A9A9]"Oh well..."[/color][/b] he simply states as he walks to the door, [b][color=A9A9A9]"It'll have to be finished later. ATHENA I'm heading out to meet with the rest of the members. I'll be back here in a couple of hours to finish the project."[/color][/b]

[color=00aeef][i][b]"Right. Have an excellent day Winston."[/b][/i][/color] 

And with that, the door automatically shuts behind the ape.

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Winston heads towards the kitchen, the hypnotizing smell of fresh eggs and sizzling bacon always being a welcome sense to embrace. One banana isn't going to do him that much for one entire day anyways. As he slowly enters the kitchen, he can see Angela, Lucas, and Erika already having awoken as well. Actually, on his way there, he didn't see too many people. They must be still asleep or just getting ready if anything. With a friendly chuckle, he waves towards the trio as he makes his way into the door frame.

[b][color=A9A9A9]"Morning everyone!"[/color][/b] he greets welcomingly with a warm smile and announcing voice, [b][color=A9A9A9]"You all ready to start the day?"[/color][/b]

As he finishes, he grabs the nearest coffee pot and pours himself a nice hot cup of coffee. He didn't bother to add sugar to it though, nor did he add any cream. He always liked the blackest and rawest of coffee, primal and bitter in taste, but still providing the best boost to the day.

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[color=ed1c24]Location:[/color] Talon Headquarters - Raptor Training Facility - Los Angeles, California
[color=ed1c24]Interaction:[/color] N/A[/center]
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[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zTu38r3zp3s]*Several Raptor Calls*[/url][/center]

Several echoing cries of bird-like calls announce the presence of the return of a species dead for over 70 millions years. The calls of Alpha I alert the other Raptors in the area for roll call in orderly formation. The daily formation of the Raptor Crew. The first to arrive was the fiery Beta II, followed by the cool-colored Gamma III, then Delta IV and finally Omega V. They lined up in front of him, each with their own respected armor colors and cackled with various chirps and growls as they follow orders from the Alpha himself. Another bark from the Crew Leader called for their immediate attention and the side-talked ceased entirely, the panting being the only noise in the room. 

Alpha then began to bark and chirp in his own native tongue, one that his brothers and sisters can understand. Their own little secret "code" language. The main Raptor continues to speak to his teammates, rapidly pointing at various objects and barriers behind them. That area is their own private training course, a course that tests their abilities to the maximum and theirs alone. And after a quick minute of talk, Alpha shrieks, followed by a guttural growl, dismissing the rest of the crew to the course. Some were testing their endurance in combat against various practice dummies, some were improving their stamina on long specialized treadmills, hell one was even practicing on horizontal climbing on a rope wall. These Raptors weren't only smart, but physically trained to the peak of almost near-perfection. These were special units, perhaps some of the finest and most elite units at Talon's disposal. Who knew that the resurrection of dinosaurs would provide them with such valued assets? 

As the Crew continued training, Alpha continued to oversee their progress from on top a high stepping stone. Their training place didn't all look like a regular garage like those in modern military bases, no. Their enclosure was inside a large greenhouse-like structure, with plenty of space and jungle foliage. It also had a sandy desert/beach-like spot near the corner, where all the equipment laid, along with a large rock formation by the edge. It was a pretty luxurious place for one to train in, but for the Raptors, it feels almost natural for them. They didn't like their previous training grounds, an old dreary and dark enclosure with metal everywhere. Thankfully, this greenhouse enclosure was the perfect location for them to reside in. It took a year for all the additional placements to be added, as well as its expansion, but it was all worth the wait.