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[@Jangel13]

The woman leaning against the wall narrowed her eyes at Angelo's claim [color=8882be]"You better be."[/color] It was clear words were not enough to convince her. Lorenzo glanced at her for a moment before speaking up [color=0072bc]"Her name is.."[/color] [color=8882be]"Camila Martí."[/color] Her voice stated strongly interjecting [color=0072bc]"..yes. She gives everyone a hard time at first so don't worry."[/color] He spoke reassuringly. The American walked farther into the room and set his bag down next to one of beds, before speaking up [color=c4df9b]"I guess that just leaves me then. I am Allen Graham. Making sure you can all keep fighting is my job."[/color] His voice light and whimsical.

Shortly after his introduction finished, the door to the barracks slide open revealing a sturdily built man with stern brown eyes and a signature military style buzz-cut. His darker complexion indicative of many years under a hot sun [color=a36209]"No punches are being thrown this time so I see you are all getting along just fine."[/color] The tone of his voice did not make it clear whether he was pleased or irritated [color=a36209]"I am your squad leader, Cpt. Nico Villacrés. Now that introductions are done, find your assigned locker and bed and finish unpacking. Inside your locker you'll find your personal armor set."[/color] Nico ordered as he walked up to the monitor and began looking through XCOM teams. 

As squad leader, Nico's bed was the closest to the door but it was clear from what appeared to be a family photo that he had already settled in. Velena rose from her chair and returned it under the table from which it came. Lorenzo followed her to the large lockers built into the walls, where upon opening them found just what the Captain said. A armor set that was already adjusted to their size. Allen followed suit after picking his bag back up and then Camilla who had nothing but a large backpack.

[@thedman]

Despite Amiya being anti-social, the whole squad seemed to get together very well in the brief few minutes they've known each other. A global threat like the Alien Invasion seemed to bypass any pettiness people might normally have. Bradley seemed to crack a small smile at the harmonious interactions of his squad before speaking up loudly over the chatter [color=ed1c24]"Nice to see we're off to a good start."[/color] He used a tone of voice that quickly got everyone's attention [color=ed1c24]"If you take a look at the beds you'll notice a small plaque that has your name on it. Same goes for the lockers over there." [/color]First he indicated towards the beds, then over towards the lockers installed into the wall [color=ed1c24]"The lockers are for personal storage as well as for your armor. I'd recommend putting it on once before we get our first mission."[/color] He advised.

He moved over to the monitor and tapped a finger on the squad's name, a symbol to its right was colored yellow with text that read 'On Standby' [color=ed1c24]"I just want to make you all aware that we're on call if Command picks up alien activity. So get your stuff unpacked and be ready to head out, otherwise you're free to do as you please."[/color] His authoritative tone relaxed towards the end "Personally, I'm gonna grab a bite to eat." He grinned and headed out the door towards the mess hall. Kathryn took her two duffle bags over to her locker [color=f26522]"So Joe, think we'll be heading out on first day?"[/color] She asked humorously as the rest of the squad began unpacking as well. 

[@Zoey White][@Evil Snowman]

A bright smile formed on the edges of Jin-Hwan's lips as Nadezhda finished, the names of the squad known to everyone here [color=39b54a]"It seems I have blessed with a great squad."[/color] A small chuckle escaping his lungs [color=39b54a]"That of course means now I expect a very successful first mission with you all."[/color] He stepped into the center of the room, already he gave off the vibe of a leader that cared about his squad [color=39b54a]"Now, take the time to unpack and relax while we still can. Though it is our first day together, we are on standby should the Aliens make their next move."[/color] He was more serious saying this [color=39b54a]"With that said, in your lockers you'll find your armor. It is important that it fits correctly when you put it on. The base A.I. will alert us if we are needed to gear up."[/color] He finished saying [color=39b54a]"Lastly, I will answer any question you might still have after orientation. Here at XCOM, we don't hide secrets from our soldiers."[/color] That last part was stated with an almost confidence.

[@Zoey White]
The man identified as Reyes came up to you after the Lieutenant finished [color=a2d39c]"So you're our medic then?"[/color] He pointed to the red cross clearly visible on your uniform. The deep sound of his voice could be intimidating to some, but he spoke in a rather friendly tone [color=a2d39c]"I got to say it is a relief knowing there is going to be someone down there to patch us up."[/color] A smile accompanied his words [color=a2d39c]"Though no offense, I hope we don't need it."[/color] A soft chuckle breaking up the serious idea of injury.

[@Evil Snowman]
The other Australian went to his locker and began taking things out of his desert-camouflaged bag and putting into the locker. Most noticeable among them was a picture of Donovan and another male, perhaps 6 years older, with arms across each other's shoulders [color=a36209]"So Nade', gotta say I'm relieved to have another Aussie in the squad. It's kinda funny though, You build stuff and I'm the one who blows it up."[/color] His head was turned from you but you could sense the grin on his face.

[@McSamsonite]

Major Holzer loomed over you for a few moments after hearing what you said, her eyes narrowing as if to peer directly into your soul then their weight lifted as she said [color=00aeef]"I hope so, you are part of XCOM now."[/color] before moving on to the last part of your squad, a British woman named Emily Verbeck. With everyone having now given their names and a small part of information about themselves, Major Holzer stepped back to her original spot and turned to face everyone [color=00aeef]"Take a very good look at the people around you. These are the people that will be watching out for you on the battlefield, where trust might decide success or failure. Remember that in the months to come."[/color] Her emphasis coming through clearly.

[color=00aeef]"Unpack your things and get yourselves situated. The lockers over there contain your armor. Make sure you are intimate with putting it on. Command could be sending us out within an hour."[/color] Just as she said, the monitor displayed clearly that the Hell Hounds were on standby meaning that if the aliens attacked it would be their squad heading out. Cyril spoke to you as he carried his items to the lockers and began unloading [color=a187be]"You've never been in the military?"[/color] He asked with disbelief shaking his head as he put something in the locker's top shelf [color=a187be]"What did you do to get XCOM's attention?"[/color] He asked 

[@NPC]
Avery came over towards you as Holzer stopped speaking, probably interested in the other member from the United Kingdom [color=f9ad81]"Seems like a tough but fair kind of woman. What do you think?"[/color] He softly asked, as to not let Holzer hear. The other soldiers in the squad seemed to be doing just as the Major said and unpacking what small amount of personal items there where. Small shelves above the assigned beds could hold small trinkets and such [color=f9ad81]"I just know I don't want to piss her off."[/color] He commented

[@AdmrlStalfos19]

You arrive at a clearing in northern Japan as night falls, the area is lit up with prop-up LED light stands and the illumination of two aircraft. The one you come upon first has a black coating the glass has a dark outer tint, preventing you from seeing the pilot inside. Behind is what appears to be a very high-tech jet of a design that you have never seen. Standing next to the rear of the larger, black craft is a man dressed in tan combat armor. [color=f7941d]"We've been waiting for you, Miss Lawson. Please proceed onto the Skyranger with the others."[/color] He announces as you get closer.

Once inside, you are met with twelve other individuals that seem to be recruits just like you judging from the look in their faces and their lack of a set uniform. There is one in particular that seems to be rather enthusiastic about the situation, seeming to be in a conversation with another [color=00a99d]"Well I sure as hell didn't join the military for the pay! I wanted to serve my country, and now I have the chance to serve all of humanity. I don't see a more important job than that."[/color] His visible youth leaked into his tone, a sort of stubborn pride in that last statement. He appeared to be a half american, half koren if anything could be obtained from physical features.

The soldier came in behind you and walked towards the back of the craft, where a door seperated the cargo hold from the cockpit [color=f7941d]"The last recruit is on board."[/color] He spoke as he lifted his finger to an earpiece in his right ear. It was then that a voice came over the speakers above [color=00aeef]"Roger, beginning startup sequence. Everyone take a seat and strap in. We'll be lifting off in a few moments."[/color] The roar of the outside engines coming to life was muffled by the craft's wall.