Conversation was stopped short was Agent Ice stormed into the room. Rookie kept a tight smile and refrained from cursing—her presence seemed to promise pain and hardship.  Rooke turned to Dean with a weak smile and said quietly, [color=FD5F00]“It is what it is.  Too bad we have to blindly follow them.” [/color] He turned to follow Agent Ice and Jackal, trotting forward to catch up to the other recruits.

[color=FD5F00]“Back together again, eh? We should have a team name—it builds camaraderie, and if we’re going to be together for a while, there should be some of that.”[/color] He placed a finger to his lips and looked up at the ceiling, almost talking to himself.  After the initial shock of the past hour, Rooke was regaining some semblance of self; maybe he'd start putting together finances for the group or program an website detailing their progress.  He laughed lightly at the thought and continued forward, a giddy joy bubbling in his chest.  

It wasn’t like his projects at home were going anywhere—that’s what his partner was for.  Taking another cursory glance at the people he was with, he decided to take the experience for what it was: an opportunity.
 
With renewed vigor, he moved to introduce himself to the other recruits and moved in step with the other girl who was supposed to be under Agent Jackal and offered his hand,[color=FD5F00]” Hi, I didn’t get your name earlier. I’m afraid the only names I know here are nouns and ‘Dean' over there."
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