[i]"Don't do anything stupid!"[/i]

That had essentially been Mei's pep talk before Tyler integrated himself into the mission along with the other SeeDs, specifically within Jake Firesong's squad. She was less than impressed on his insistence on joining them in the first place, but that was just Tyler's nature. He fought for what he believed was right, and damn the consequences. 

That was the intrinsic difference between them really. Tyler was able to control his emotions for the sake of the bigger picture, and Mei just...cared too much. She wasn't really fit for a soldier- heck, she hadn't even killed anyone before. She hid behind the guise that she was just unskilled at fighting, but Tyler knew better. After all, he had grown up with the brat.

As the soldier slipped along with the back entrance of the building, he  quickly checked his own inventory. Combat was inevitable in these situations, and SeeD was not known for their diplomacy. 

[i]Frags, smokes, flames, check. Gun's well-loaded, and my basic magic stock's looking pretty good.[/i] Satisfied with his preparations, Tyler focused on the mission ahead. The SeeD in charge appeared rather cool and capable; he spoke his men with a calm professional manner, prioritising stealth over mindless bravado, and Tyler could respect that, but he still had to bear in mind that SeeD yet needed to prove themselves. A lot of money and effort was riding on this mission, and failure would prove devastating. The Dollet Incident was a cautionary tale, to be sure.

As Jake's squad began to disperse, Tyler held his own in the fight, silencer slotted onto the barrel of his gun as he pressed the nozzle against the back of an unsuspecting soldier's neck and squeezed the trigger with a metallic 'ping'. The soldier slumped into a heap before him, and Tyler did his best to ignore the warm spray of crimson across his face. He was willing to kill, of course, but he took no joy out of it.

As he stepped over the body, he found himself grateful that he couldn't see their faces.

It wasn't long before the atmosphere abruptly changed, as the voice of the commander (Lerwick, was it?) issued their next command.

[i][b]Breach, breach, breach![/b][/i]

The time for stealth was over, punctuated by the swift change in Jake's attitude as he broke into the doorway. The soldiers that greeted them were few and far between, which struck Tyler as strange. Perhaps the other SeeDs were causing more of a commotion at the front entrance?

A slight prickle of uncertainty tingled through him, but Tyler repressed the feeling, and instead glanced over to their leader for further instruction. Or, at least he [i]would[/i] have, but Firesong was nowhere to be seen. Mutterings amongst the confirmed that he had charged ahead, and Tyler felt a slight hint of exasperation before following the path of bodies in Jake's wake. [i]A leader who doesn't like to play with others...that's just great.[/i]

The squad soon parted ways, checking various rooms and corridors for signs of Jake or the Major, and it was the sound of a pained grunt that alerted Tyler in his search. Quietly, he split from the others, following the source of the noise with his back pressed flat against the wall. Peering over the corner carefully, he saw Jake interrogate a soldier before swiftly slitting his neck. Tyler grimaced slightly at the scene, before noticing the way the squad leader was carrying his arm. It was bleeding, and from the expression on the SeeD's face, it was causing him quite a bit of pain.

Jake was starting to carry on his way again, prompting Tyler to quickly step in his way. "Hey! Easy, it's just me." Tyler quickly spoke up with a frantic wave of his hands as he no doubt startled the SeeD. "It's Tyler. You know, from the Faction?" He added this part in a low whisper, in case of unwanted eavesdroppers. "I tagged along your squad. Going solo now, huh champ?" He said jokingly, blue eyes flickering over to Jake's wound. "Look, let me help you with that. I've got a Cure stocked." He gestured to his arm for a moment before taking another step forward. "It's no good carrying on in the state you're in. Don't want to sabotage the mission now, right?" There was a serious note to his words as he reached over and pressed his hands on Jake's arm before waiting for an answer. "Look, just let me help."

As he said those words, blue, purifying magic glowed from his fingertips and webbed over the bleeding wound, cleansing and disinfecting it. It wasn't a strong enough spell to accelerate the healing process, but it got the job done as the bleeding would start to cease. "There. Wasn't so hard was it, Mr Leader?"