Solton quickly made his way to his once given the order. Admiral Marshall was clean cut a demanding in his tone. He brought up a map on the screen in front of them and began to speak. The Admiral spoke highly of Szabo, giving him a status on par with himself during the mission at hand. A "capture the flag" type of mission in more or less words was being explained. Warning of its danger and the fact that everyone would need to work together to reach victory was also spoke. Of.

Solton tensed a bit as the Admiral spoke. This is just another version of lockdown paint. He had to work with these people and try his best to keep everyone live. [color=lightgreen]'What if I fail' [/color] Solton thought to himself as he tended the Wounds in his mouth with his sore tongue.

The Admiral kept making eye contact with Solton as he paced back and forth. Did he see how nervous he was. Ailton dodged the glances as often as he could without seeming weak.

"Any Questions?" The Admiral ended.

Solton started to stand, but this wasn't the time. He adjusted his weight in the seat and interlocked his fingers as he leaned forward resting his forearms on his thighs. [color=Lightgreen] 'Now isn't the time to be seen'[/color] Solton thought taking quiet deep breaths.