Once the squads were combined, they were dismissed to their assigned debrief room. Solton followed suit as the squad trailed behind "Captain" Szabo. 

Trying to keep his evil glares from the back of his head he looked over the other stalker in the squad. She was small, almost crushable looking, but he knew something more was hidden behind the frail look. He had been studying possible stalkers on the leaderboard for sometime. Her target practice training score was almost flawless.

The squad began to pour into the debriefing room after Captain szabo. Solton grabbed the center chair, turned it around a straddled it in one move. He mad sure he sat square within the "Captain's" line of sight so as not to seem defeated by the display of dominance earlier on the stage. As the "Captain" began his speach, Solton focused intently. Searching for a single slip in his demeanor.

 [color=teal]"...any 'lone-wolf' behaviours will not be tolerated. Clear?..."[/color] When Solton heard this he knew this had to be a dig at the stalkers. Most likely him specifically, considering he made it obvious his distaste from the start. Solton sucked his teeth, [color=teal] "...We will work as one, one mind, many bodies..."[/color] Solton had to admit, there had been no quiver in his speech. It made him nod his head unconsciously. [color=green]'Did i just agree with that bastard'[/color] Soltons brow furrowed as the Captain requested acknowledgement.

Ethan, the overly analytical tactician spoke first. Solton had no qualms with a strong mind. It's what makes his job easy. He just couldn't understand how he could physically make a difference.

Matthew the special weapons kid was next. Solton had thought to test drive this skill set, but from a different view. If he ever gets a chance, he will have to talk to him for an arsenal of hand crafted weapons. Otherwise he's dead weight to solton because of all the noice he'd make.

Just then Atari acknowledged the speech. She was looking at the two before her and the captain as if analyzing just as he was her. He could see she was ready to move forward. He noticed how she leaned against the wall, anxiety and boredom building behind her folded arms.

With out breaking his study of Atari, Solton spoke [color=green] " I hear you, just don't lead us to our deaths."[/color] He tore his gaze away and looked at Szabo directly. [color=green]"I follow real leaders, who have sense enough to utilize what tools he has to solve any issue at hand. Are you capable? "[/color] Solton's voice lowered to a deep but respectful rumble as his eyebrow lifted. He really wanted Szabo to lose his temper. No Captain could ever accept the title if his emotions were not under control.