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[center][h1][u]A Unity of Wardogs[/u][/h1][/center]
[center][h3][i]New Bonds formed from Old Wounds Pt 2: Operation Valkyrie[/i][/h3][/center]
[center]Interacting with [@BurningCold] and [@Skepic] with mention of [@Lmpkio][/center]

Nathaniel listened quietly to The Sheriff, a slight twitch of the brow to show a bit of annoyance from his profile being up on the screen but thankfully almost his entire profile had been wiped from the database say for dates and times, everything else was encrypted to the point encryptions had encryptions. Nothing showed except for [WARNING! Classified Intel, Security Clearance DOD1Alpha Only!] and that was most of the profile. But this was not a major problem. He looked down at the table in front of him and tapped it, bringing up a hologram of the same information and map that was shown on the screen in front of them. He sat there, analyzing the "Swamplands". Indeed they were swamplands though they seemed a lot like the marshlands south of Therux's capital city. Then he turned his attention to the profiles. He skimmed through them, taking note of each pilot and their mechs strengths and weaknesses until-

[color=gold]"Son of a bitch..."[/color] He muttered before slamming his fist on the table. That's why the one large pilot seemed familiar...The Great Heavy. That son of a bitch was within their ranks and he owed him for his legs...But that would have to wait. It didn't take long for him to regain composure before skimming through the rest of the profiles and after which he sat back and ran another hand through his hair. 

[color=f7941d][i]-but the Mechs all seem to have the same markings and only travel from this base to helen tower and back. We would like all 7 of you to have a look at that. I know there is no official ranking in the guild, but we would like you 3 to be in charge of this little group as we feel your experience lends to it the best. You can decide between yourselves the hierarchy.....Any questions?[/i][/color]

One thing the military taught Nathan was multitasking so of course he heard the short briefing but had a few words to put in. 

[color=gold]"So your saying that these mechs have been commuting back and forth between the tower and all have similar or the same markings. Do you have a picture of these marking and/or cross checked them with any known paramilitary teams or mercenary groups? What about as far as company mechs? Over my time as Captain I have learned that the best intelligence is intelligence properly gathered. However, I am used to going into situations with little to no info but that was due to the fact I had no other choice of action."[/color]

He sighed and remained silent for a long moment before nodding.

[color=gold]"Looks like we're going back to-"[/color]

[color=36648B]“Well why the fuck not? Sounds like a good bit of fun, eh?”[/color] Hawthorne whirled around to face Nate and Alexi, arms spread out at either side of him. Oh, how Hawthorne loved the dramatics...and apparently pissing off Therux Captains. [color=36648B]“Whadda you say? Alexi? Jackal-boy? Think the three of us can lead this ragtag band of veterans and criminals into glorious combat against our woefully outclassed opponents?”[/color] Nathaniel's eye twitched as irritation made its way on his face, hidden behind a smile.

[color=gold]"What do I think? I think first off [i]"Accent"[/i], you need to address me as [i]Captain[/i] or [i]sir[/i]. I'm not your fuckbuddy, I'm not your friend."[/color] Hawthorne had earned his first nickname, from Nathaniel at least. Nathaniel pointed towards Hawthorne with an open palm, a basic sign of an officer lecturing a subordinate. It was seen in bootcamp a lot. Though, he wasn't sure if it was the same in the other nations.

[color=gold]Secondly, you need to unfuck yourself and let that boner you popped fucking sag about this goddamn mission, its not that big of a deal. If you want to lead you need to be level-headed because so far you haven't left a very good impression on me. So far you have shown more immaturity and childish behavior than I have seen in any staff sergeant I've come across and this is just a mission briefing. Now, I don't doubt your capabilities in combat or with your leadership skills but I don't want you getting like this when we get out there. Now, I will also add though I like your enthusiasm and your ambitious attitude but bring it down a bit. Anyway-"[/color] He ended with a genuine smile. Hawthorne reminded him of himself when he had just gotten into the Recon Battalion. Ambitious and ready to go. It was a good trait to have, in doses. He looked at the two.

[color=gold]"I would vote to lead this mission however I am not as familiar with the Fortune Region as Alexi seems to be."[/color] He gestured towards her.

[color=gold]"She said she has had run in with this guild in the region on many occasions so I will assume that you operate a lot around here hence why I would recommend you for Captain of this squad. Now, I have seventeen years of combat experience in some very dangerous places and completed over fifty plus missions successfully with only 2% of them being failures. With that I feel I should be second in charge, also offering suggestions in combat that are effective and efficient. "Accent" I feel you to be third in charge. Once again this isn't due to any mistrust about leadership skills but it would be a good starting point seeing as how you're still young and need a bit of guidance as far as that goes but I don't doubt you are fully capable of handling this. This is my opinion and please speak up if you feel different about it."[/color] He sat back and awaited ideas or disagreements with his plan.