[color=00a651][center][h3]Asim /Ogre/ Badir [/h3][/center]

[center][h3]// New faces New places //[/h3][/center][/color]

[@FourtyTwo]
Asim nodded to the team leader as she regarded him while he was eating his snack. The red head was attractive, fit, fierce, and smart with a deep career history to back up all her combat experience. A good choice for a good leader that new how to support her soldiers and execute missions to a T while being able to improvise and adapt to any given situation. If they weren’t coworkers he would be tempted to see if she was up for some fun but not now not in this situation. She had his respect though and not just the basic respect he gave everyone he met.

Washing down the dry cookie with a swig from his jug he smiled, [color=00a651]“likewise ma’am, no need to worry about me eating you out of house and home I brought my food grower to make sure I was able to feed myself with my own lab grown food. If you like and have something you want me to specifically grow just let me know. The bank currently has everything from Red deer to mammoth if you really want to try it, any age or natural condition.”[/color] He was quite proud of that vat. A simple concept of lab grown meat to be more sustainable than normal ways, didn’t really taste all that different either. Just one of those side projects meant for the moon and mars colony missions that were still in the planning phase.

[color=00a651]“I am looking forward to getting some samples under the microscope, this island is nice and I’d like to keep it that way. Its ok though no matter what my counterpart does I can fix, just imagine the trouble we could get into if we came up with something involving both our fields.” [/color]


[color=00a651][center][h3]/// Back to work /// [/h3][/center][/color]

[@FourtyTwo]
[color=00a651]“Copy. I’ll get those rods secured, Rose will alert you if there is a contamination issue.” [/color]Ogre moved to secure himself in the back of the vehicle. As chaos began to move out. Rose continued to generate and chose specific locations to secure the nuclear rods and the best approach to them. The others seemed fit to chat and he almost ignored them. His suit was changing up its current loaded munitions to smoke in the mortar launcher and an anti-tank missile in the rocket pod. It wouldn’t kill the mech if it got hit by it but if glitch wasn’t able to do his job it would piss it off enough to give him an out if he needed it.

[@Awesomoman64][@LadyAmber]
[color=00a651]“As long as it doesn’t get in the way of communication traffic I don’t mind. Would be nice to have that sort of thing in vacuum mighty quiet when that happens.”[/color] It was true after all it was unsettling to only be able to hear your breathing and heart rate in the dead silence that was vacuum, music would be nice. [color=00a651]“Chaos get me close to those rods then dip out, don’t need you too close if the outer casing of those things get hit. It will be slow but I’ll get those rods secured and out of the line of fire and call you back around to pick them up.”[/color] Holding his gun at the ready in one hand he prepared to quickly depart the vehicle once he was close enough.