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To say Nadia was disappointed in the group was a drastic understatement. "Absolute and total disgrace" was a far more accurate phraseology for the emotions that were plastered on her face. Nadia watched the television screens, visibly fuming, as the exercise continued. As the exercise came to a conclusion, she stuffed her hands in her pockets and watched as the bomb detonated on-screen. It was quite dramatic. As soon as Erik even so much as peeked into the room, the de-weaponized explosive gave a happy chime before beginning to fire paint in every direction. A rainbow of colorants fountained wildly from the machine, covering both Binx and Olly in a vibrant array of wet hues and also blasting Erik with a nice smattering of paint as well. Finally, the device finally powered down, small fumes of smoke rising from the machine after leaving the room totally covered wall-to-wall in the paint. Excess paint pooled at the door, dripping out from the doorway. This would be a bitch to clean, that was for certain. 

Nadia briskly turned towards the building, walking there in long strides, pressing a finger to her ear. [color=SteelBlue]"HIRAM, terminate the exercise,"[/color] she said stiffly, and the robot was more than happy to oblige. A shrill shriek echoed through all of the junior agents' earpieces simultaneously, certainly loud enough to give them a headache, before HIRAM's crisp voice sounded through the speakers. [color=aqua]"That concludes the exercise. Director Sokolova is en route."[/color]

Nadia stepped into the building, walking around its interiors, looking highly unamused. She made her way up to the 2nd floor and folded her arms, tapping her foot against the ground impatiently as she waited for the group to gather. Once they made it, she shook her head once again, her facial features indicating absolute displeasure. [color=SteelBlue]"That was as entertaining as it was disgraceful,"[/color] she finally concluded, her eyes scanning the room coolly. [color=SteelBlue]"That being quite a lot. There were a number of serious blunders made here today. If this was not an exercise, it would involve body bags. I have had comrades, of immense natural talent and skill, be defeated and killed by some of the most unassuming of counter-agents. Promenade included. As of recently, your inexperience has been showing, and your talents must be honed and perfected soon, or else, you will suffer in the field. You escaped Timbuktu with all your lives. You might not be so lucky next time."[/color]

She let her last phrase sink in for effect, before she coughed into her curled-up fist a few times, for attention. [color=SteelBlue]"During this atrocity of an exercise, a situation has developed overseas. Macao. You will be deployed there Monday evening. 5:30 PM sharp. I am working on mission details...along with excuses,"[/color] Nadia added begrudgingly. She did not like making excuses. Nadia had seduced some of the world's most influential politicians, generals, and even secret agents before, yet she somehow still had trouble convincing a parent that their child would be going on a fun field trip for a few days. She had to start broadening her horizons with these parent excuse thingies. [color=SteelBlue]"Our intelligence officers and handlers are currently preparing the case file, but in the meanwhile it is imperative that you be more prepared for this scenario. Practice. Prepare. Satisfy your...teenage urges,"[/color] she added callously, her eyes vindictively landing on poor Ben before shifting over to Binx and Olly. [color=SteelBlue]"We cannot allow any inexperience or individualistic needs to override the success of a mission. Failure in a practice is tolerable. Failure in the field? Instant, often painful, death."[/color]

Nadia stood there for a few moments more, thoughtful, before taking a long breath and speaking again. [color=SteelBlue]"I will, just this once, tread back on my words and revoke your punishment, on the anticipation that you spend some of your [i]precious weekend[/i] getting ready for the mission,"[/color] she said sarcastically. [color=SteelBlue]"And if any of you have anything to say to each other, perhaps now would be a good time to get it out of the way."[/color] She coughed again ominously as she turned away, before giving an electrifying glare over her shoulder.

[color=SteelBlue]"Oh, and take a shower. For once, you all smell worse than just sweat and hormones,"[/color] she said, wafting the air away from her nose, as she continued to walk towards the stairs. [color=SteelBlue]"The odors here are beyond unpleasant. Eugh."[/color]

[color=SteelBlue]"Teenagers."[/color]

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