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Maki will be all like "OH LOOK A SHINY NEW COALITION MAS... I WANT TO KILL IT."

Bump.
"Sorry about that." Robin returned, continuing his conversation with Suzumi. Her derision at the last compliment had been noted. Well, considering her background and how she was behaving, it couldn't be more obvious she wasn't the very ladylike type. If at all. Still, he noted that he finally managed to get her to crack a smile. "Anyway, Miss Kalashnikov, I am no petty thief. I am only interested in stealing things that are unique, valuable, and challenging to get to. Like the attention of a pretty lady."

He was probably laying on a bit too much charm, but he felt as if he could just be a goofball around the Russian. She didn't seem to mind it, though he was quick to evaluate her input on his tactic as well. "We'll be outnumbered, but I'm not so sure about being outgunned. They did not recruit Bloodlines and Assault Butei of high caliber like yourself for no good reason." He was fairly certain he would want Aimee and Arryn securing the perimeter in some kind of technical, seeing as how both of them were well-suited to the job. Hell, a well-armoured vehicle could probably lock down the front entrance with just the two of them. The beginnings of a plan were forming in his head, but the assignment of personnel was a problem. He wanted to make sure everyone had a partner who could cover their back and had good synergy between their methods and Bloodlines, but also knew there wasn't going to be any way he could make everyone happy.

"I don't suppose you'd be willing to pair up with me and keep my pretty face from getting shot?" He asked the Russian with a lighthearted laugh.
Bump. Updated with new plot ideas.
Just a heads-up, feel free to carry on your character interactions, guys. I'm getting in touch with clericbeast to figure out if he's still in this, then I'll get to working out some kind of grouping for our characters for the first mission.
"Gypsy Boss?" Robin asked with a bemused smile on his face. He was kind of glad there wasn't an actual Romani in their midst, since they didn't like the term 'gypsy' being thrown around so casually. He figured it was her way of remembering people, or to get a grasp of her team's abilities. He made a mental note to ask her what her nicknames for the rest of the team were later. "Because of the disguise thing?"

He continued speaking in Russian, figuring Suzumi would be a lot more comfortable with her native language and help her warm up to him faster. At least, he could make sure most of the team didn't catch on to her nickname for him and muse if her nicknames for them were just as colourful. Most probably wouldn't object, but some might be sensitive to her choice of words. "I don't know, Miss Kalashnikov. I was thinking we might pair up and surround them from every possible entrance. Turn the inside of that warehouse into a killing ground. This way the Assault guys can protect us meek little spies and Logi types. But some might prefer to go in and make the party as loud as possible. The quieter ones can come in from behind and pick off the stragglers. What do you think?"

He slipped in a few wise cracks on his own, to communicate to the Russian girl that he was fine with his nickname, though he should probably tell her not to use that nickname in public. Not that Suzumi seemed the type to give a crap about political correctness. The conversation was promptly interrupted by someone knocking on the metal shutters. Robin sighed and got up. "If you would excuse me, my fair lady."

Unlocking the shutter to give just enough of a gap for their latecomer to enter. Robin sighed. "I was beginning to think we might find a Butei corpse in the morning. Better late than never, I suppose." The comment was mostly in jest, but the fact that they had used public transport to prevent any links to Cerberus endorsed agents slipping in to the city also meant that they were exposed. It was impossible to secure a vehicle if you had no idea which one was going to be the one you were riding on at the station or interchange, much less if you rushed to catch it. "We're in the middle of introductions and coming up with a plan, feel free to take a chair."
Everyone's characters are being introduced now, so it's the best time to jump in.
Robin listened attentively as his teammates introduced themselves one by one. Since he already helped himself to their dossiers before coming to the city, and had more than enough time to observe them while they made their orders and waited, none of their introductions really surprised him. They more or less confirmed his observations. Nadia was the quiet, reserved type. Aimee was extremely hyper. Nellie was rather to the point. Victor had a rather colourful personality - at least, he assumed people who offered massages after introducing themselves were like that. They were all acting professionally, at least. No insults or comments about his thievery or Sloan's Bloodline.

Robin wasn't so quick to assume that it was out of sheer professionalism, however. It was also reasonable to guess that these bunch were simply testing the waters, afraid to cause a ruckus so soon after meeting. Only time would tell, after weeks or months of living together, if they were still going to be as trusting of each others. When Cerberus had started putting Butei together in teams to operate specially in cities, it quickly became apparent Robin that Division Six had been assigned here both for their abilities and also to serve as guinea pigs. Could Butei of different backgrounds and little contact during their time at the Academy function properly as a team?

The distaste for being a lab experiment aside, it didn't change the fact that Robin was determined to make sure this team succeeded. Their reputations and careers weren't the only thing on the line. From what he had gathered about Arkhan, the criminal elements of the city would be more than willing to gut them if they were made. It was a lot of pressure to perform, not just as an agent but as a team leader. Their lives rested on his shoulders. If he made a bad call...

He decided not to dwell on it and turned to Suzumi, who was sitting beside him. He flashed her his best charming smile, one he often used to talk women into slipping him information without being the wiser. The only difference was, this smile was sincere since he was talking to a comrade, not a mark. "Miss Kalashnikov, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I can translate in Russian if you like." He offered generously, speaking in fluent Russian. It seemed that the Lezzad instructors' insistence on mastery of different languages had paid off after all.
Ah but some people think it's like submitting a resume. Maybe even if there will be an exception made for them.
No worries, you're not the only one.
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