Jason D. Hunter eventually succumbed to annoyance; his ears were still rather sensitive, and the occasional screams and gunfire that the two idiots forced out was grating on his nerves. Feeling his biomass shift with his annoyance, the hooded young man finally spoke up, his dark, cold, and rather young voice showing an ample amount of self-restraint. [b]"Can we start this back up...S.H.I.E.L.D grunt?"[/b] There was no tease to his voice, but for some reason, you can practically hear the sarcasm. Why were they waiting? Were those two gun-toting rejects back there actually a part of this team?