[center][color=004b80][h1]Asbjorn Hagen[/h1]
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Location:[/color] Overwatch HQ, Forks, Washington
[color=004b80]Interacting with:[/color] [color=Goldenrod]Angela[/color] [@Vicier], [color=orange]Erika[/color] [@Kaithas], [color=seagreen]Lucas[/color] [@Caits], [color=a9a9a9]Winston[/color] [@Lmpkio], [color=#97d186]Genji[/color] [@Jacobite]
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Asbjorn silently watched the morning's proceedings, taking a swig of cranberry juice every once and a while as he attempted to shake of the night's horrors. The visions of fire and frozen, forested mountainsides had filled his dreams again. The burning Omnics, the demon in the sky raining hell from above... The skeletons of the scorched, left behind and forgotten. The iron hands, clasping his neck, burning their mark into his flesh-

Asbjorn jolted himself back to the present, pushing the thoughts of his nightmares of the night from his childhood out of his mind. Ajax had entered the scene with a content but filthy puppy. Asbjorn smiled and gently stroked its ears, pulling his hands out of the way when it tried to nip him. Many different social interactions went on around the Norwegian, however he was lost to the world, buried in his food. The bacon stood no chance, the eggs as good as dead. Soon, the entire meal was gone, including an ungodly amount of cranberry juice. Asbjorn wiped the crumbs from his mouth and placed his dishes in the sink, gently patting Winston's massive shoulder in a show of appreciation.

Genji's appearance and subsequent endurance of Angela's flirting caught Asbjorn's attention; the ninja didn't normally appear this early in the morning, however his mention of missions quickly stole Asbjorn's attention. As Angela leaned in close to the man's body, Asbjorn turned to Erika and rolled his eyes, pretending to gag. A small chuckle was followed by the impatient drumming of his fingers as he waited for the pair to cease flirting and for the missions to be delegated.

[color=Goldenrod]“..I will not excuse you; nor will I excuse this behaviour…”[/color] The conflict pulled Asbjorn's attention as he focused on Genji. It was uncharacteristic of his to refuse a mission after waiting for so long, however the man was quite mysterious, so it was natural for Asbjorn to be confused. [color=Goldenrod]“..I will not stop you from leaving Genji; do what it is you think is best, however, you best be ready for the ramifications that come with walking out…”[/color]

[color=Goldenrod]“..I have several assignments that will need to be completed; some of which are just a tad more… delicate than others. There are two possible recruitment missions, one of a rather… sensitive manner, another that requires gathering information, and several escort missions of various importance.”[/color]

[color=Goldenrod]“Winston dear… Erika… the both of you have been assigned to one of the several escort missions. I want you to keep in mind that this is of high priority; be sure to work together, and stay safe… the details of this mission, as well as the co-ordinance will be sent to your communicators. I suggest you both go and gather anything you will need; please pass by office before you leave.”[/color]

[color=Goldenrod]“Virgil- I want you to take Ansgar for his physical. This is also something that is of high priority, as I will not have him in the field without first being signed off. This must be done and completed as soon as possible.”[/color] Pausing for a brief moment, Angela let her mind wander slightly; perhaps this was a chance to see if he could rise to the challenge… if he could work with others without being an utter asshole to them… there was only one way to find out, [color=Goldenrod]“Once you have signed him off, I want the both of you to report to my office where you will receive your briefing about the assignment you shall be working together on. I shall have the mission files ready for when you come to see me.”[/color]

Finally, after many other delegations, it was Abjorn's turn.

[color=Goldenrod] “Asbjorn… Lucas… Ajax- I want you to come with me to my office. There is a matter of importance I wish to discuss with you all. The rest of you are dismissed; and do not forget, training begins in one hours time. Have you not been given an assignment, I suggest you get ready for whatever it is that Fareeha has planned for you.”[/color]

Angela's word set Asbjorn's heart racing. The idea of a mission as delicate as the woman made it out to be had to be worthwhile. The skillsets of the chosen individuals had a clear theme; each was gifted in recon and subtly. The fact that he had been selected to go on a mission with Lucas was also significant to him. Asbjorn had never been the most respected member of Overwatch. That wasn't to say he was disrespected, however his combat capabilities were often overlooked. Lucas was the son of Jack Morrison. He had always been a tier higher than Asbjorn, however with them now going on a mission together, Asbjorn felt as if he was now being considered as a highly capable member.

The three men followed Angela at her behest, making their way through the winding halls to their office. As they entered, Lucas rested his hand on Ajax's shoulder. [color=seagreen]"Do not worry, Ajax. I'm sure its good news, and that you aren't in trouble."[/color]

Asbjorn let out a lighthearted chuckle, filled with energy. When the four finally entered Zielger's office, Asbjorn moved towards the window, leaning against it in the corner of the room, watching the rest of the room in anticipation.

[color=Goldenrod]“Close the door behind you- we four have much to discuss…”[/color] Lucas followed her instructions after everyone had entered and leaned against the wall.

[color=004b80]"What's the mission?"[/color] Asbjorn spoke bluntly, eager to get down to business. The reserved tone Angie's voice possessed concerned the Norwegian to a small degree, however he pushed it aside. He remained calm and collected, determined to remain professional.