Twila@M3 - Friday, November 12, 1999, 7:48 PM ---------------------------------------------

Command Center <Hunter HQ> Monitors and computer consoles line the walls of this cavernous room. In the center of the room is a round computer with holographic display, its lights flashing busily as it processes information about mavericks, and their last known sittings. Computers along the walls are also occupied with an information-processing task. Technicians and other Maverick Hunters run about hastily, monitoring the computers, and making sure the information is as accurate as it can be. The whole air of this room exudes purpose and drive, and the hustle and bustle seems never-ending. On the south wall are two large bulletproof windows which gives you a view of the rooftop runway and Hangar Area. A large blast door in in the middle of the two windows, giving easy access to the landing strip.

Twila Peterson emerges from the grav lift. Her appearance looks better than when she passed through earlier that day. But some slight bruising is still apparent. Within her and she carries the data pad that Rock radioed asking that she bring up for him. Musta forgotten it with all the preparations being made for the meeting and all... Since all others seem to be too busy with getting ready to notice her Twila sets down the data pad at Rock's place before standing to the side, eyeing the table in curiosity. She's sure more everyone has a place. She just...doesn't want to sit somewhere where she shouldn't...

Dr. Pavel Cossack nods to Twila. "Evening."

Twila Peterson offers the doctor a small wave in reply. "Hello, Doctor." Dropped.

Rock runs around the command center, pushing this, typing that, and more or less creating a storm of activity. Midway through however, he takes the time to pause, smile, and give a quick peck on the cheek to Twila before going back to his melee of meeting preparation.

<Soon...when a majority of Hunters wonder in over the course of the next few minutes...>

Twila Peterson ohs quietly to herself and slides within a nearby seat, sitting pretty. You can say that again *whistle!* :D *Facepalm* :) *drool*

Rock finally comes to a rest and heaves a sigh, leaning against the main computer console to catch his breath and phases into his Megaman armor, which he uses for situations like this. Rock transforms into Megaman.

Twila Peterson watches Rock wisk himself back and forth, here and there, side to side (up and down?) until he finally settles and phases into his armor. Ok...end the previews. Movie's startin'...

Rick Morgan pulls out a small datapad, tapping a few keys on it before setting it on his knee as he returns his attention to the display goin on. "Ok -now- you know he means business..." he snickers, before shutting up. Hey even -he- knows enough to be quiet and listen at times like this.

Rock turns to look at the room and frowns . o O (Jeez, dad isn't even here...) Rock shrugs it off and smiles for everyone and says, "I'm glad you all could make it, this is a very important meeting, concerning both internal affairs, and external," he begins. "I will also be conducting a small conversation period where we're going to discuss what we can do to make this group a little more efficient and easier to work in as well as the issue of treatment of fellow hunters."

Blues .oO( Great mandatory cuddling I can see it on the itinerary now. )Oo.

Rock walks over to the main computer console and suddenly a map of the himalayas blips onto the screen, with a large red flashing skull icon on it. He doesnt' waste any time in getting ot the good stuff, "This is the theorized location of Skull Fortress according to Zero's recollection of his time spent there." He regards everyone in the room briefly and says quite simply, "I plan to lead a major strike sometime within the next few weeks."

Twila Peterson . o O(Hope it goes better than the assualt on the Maverick Base...)O o .

Rock continues, "I shall be leading the advance scout team to confirm it's location, this will be done next week. Those who will be involved in this mission shall be contacted by myself privately. Furthermore, this strike is not to be spoken about to -anyone- and this includes Repliforce."

Blues is just leaning against the wall, he doesn't say anything, he doesn't react, his emotions and his opinions remain his own. .oO( Finaly Rock will be able to destroy Wily.)Oo.

LiT steps out from the teleportation room and quickly leans against the wall folding his arms across his chest he keeps his head down and listens.

Feedback looks over at the screen and reaches into his front pocket. He retrieves his little camera and takes a quick shot of the map. He turns back to Rock and puts the camera away. He listens quietly for now just thinking of all of the possibilities and things that he'll have to do to prepare for this one.

Rick Morgan raises his fingers and steeples them together, drumming them across one another thoughtfully as he listens. Call him curious, but he can't help but wonder where he'll end up fitting into all this. Oh sure he fixes stuff....but he's soooo much more than just a mechanic right? Riiiiiight. Not that this interferes with him paying attention right now. Nope, nosiree.

Sonata nods a bit, listening to that part about security, since it's partly her field. Well, police work is her field, but yeah, it deals with security.

Rock takes a deep breath and continues, "We will all be involved in this operation, in one way or another. This includes the Doctors as well as our aids, such as Miss Peterson." He pauses again and says, "This is a one shot deal. If we mess this up, we may not have this chance again for a long, long time. We have to take this opportunity and make the most of it. I want you all working one hundred and fifty percent from now on until we succeed." Rock folds his arms, "Any questions?"

Dr. Pavel Cossack says, "Er yes."

Sonata raises her hand, albeit a bit shakily, and a little more than self conscious at drawing attention to herself in her current state. Now she wishes she'd bothered to change and be late for the meeting.

Rock nods, "Go ahead, Doc, truly help in any way with this mission. Getting into proximity of Wily is dangerous. The programming that is in his system is minor and to his knowledge it only stops him from overt action against Wily himself, but he can't risk endangering the mission.

Dr. Pavel Cossack says, "Vhat equipment vill be used?"

Rock says, "I intend on bringing all of the Ride Armors as well as the Vorpal." Rock adds, "This is a full scale assault, Doctor, we are not sparing any expense to ensure that Skull Fortress is destroyed."

Dr. Pavel Cossack hmms, underlining his plans and motions Rick to come over. "That vill take time!"

Rick Morgan hrms as he sits forward, arms bracing on the seatback in front of him. He makes a slight gesture with his hand stating he wants to speak, though he of course glances to Sonata to let her go before him. At Cossack's gesturing, he then stands up and shuffles over a few seats towards the other.

Dr. Pavel Cossack writes something quickly and hands it over to Rick.

Rick Morgan takes a hold of the sheet, bringing it up to glance at it quickly, as he half pays attention to the meeting, and the reading.

Rock looks over at Cossack, "Is that all you wished to ask?"

Dr. Pavel Cossack says, "Also vho vill be going. I volunteer for three reason a. I know the vorpal, b.) I've been in skull. and c.) You'll need a technician."

Rock nods, "I'll take that into consideration Doctor, but like I said, I will speak those those involved in the scouting mission on a private level." Rock nods, "If that's all, Sonata may voice her commentary."

Sonata nods and decides not to stand as she speaks. "Yes, well, I'd like to know if we can trust the information obtained from Zero? It might be a more or less implanted memory, as a trap. No offense meant to Zero, but can we trust this location?"

Rock shrugs, "I trust him, and, it's the best lead we have, and it's also why I'm leading the mission. I'm taking responsibility for this if it ends up leading us into a trap."

Seminole o 0 (...like last time.)

Chain speaks up, apparently forgetting the que, "'Cuse me, X, doesn't the Doc 'ave that chuffin' Dragon there are Skull Fort? I mean, some of yew guys 'ere at that battle where those bleedin' Stardroids first appeared, roight? That big 'ol 'ragon of Wily's was untouched until the bloke with the big fist blew it to smithereenes, whats to say he ain't built 'emself ah new one?"

Rick Morgan grumbles. "Let's try to keep a little optimism in the air huh?"

Blues .oO( Only I won't be there to pull you out of this one) Sonata nods, sitting back and shaking of her doubts. She doesn't think it'll be as easy as Rock says it will be.

Twila Peterson presses her lips together as she simply remians sitting within her seat. Listening and soaking it all as a sponge soaks up water. She doesn't contribute mostly because she doesn't feel as if she's expected to.

Dr. Pavel Cossack says, "I concur the vehicles are in full capicity."

Rock looks over at Chain, "Please don't make outbursts like that Chain, and as for the Wilydragon, I've dealt with it before, alone, as I've dealt with the entire Robot Master army on my own. I have more than enough faith in all of us working together leading to success."

Seminole slowly raises his hand, high enough so Rock can see it and he may speak when the time comes.

Feedback is listening to this and has his usual optimism. He's pretty sure that this time it won't blow up in their faces and hopefully without the Repliforce things will go a lot smoother. He starts smiling as he looks around still somewhat bored.

Chain shrugs again, looking a bit dubious at Rock's claims, "Iffen yew say so."

Rock looks over at Sonata, "is there anything else?" he inquires.

Sonata shakes her head. "No questions at this time, sir," she responds, letting herself deflate next to Seminole. She looks rather ragged still, to be honest.

Blues hides his grumbleing. .oO(It's this sort of soft, lovey dovey crap that leads to soft troops, this is unnecessary Sonata and Seminole should be showing more restraint ... Mental note teach them.)

Rock looks over at Rick and says, "You may speak now."

Chain takes another drag off his cig and glances sidelong at Blues, . o O (Hmmrrn... that blighter's got 'is 'ead on roight, I don't care for all this optimistic rot either...)

Rick Morgan shrugs as he perks up from whatever the heck it was he was pondering. "Uh yeah.....if'n we're gonna be taking all the ride armor, -and- the Vorpal.....we're gonna need to be juggling prospective pilots. I mean....I can take the Kodiak, and Doc Cossack just said he'll handle the Vorpal. That still leaves the Albatross and the Behemoth....." he smirks suddenly and crosses his arms. "Or is that something for -our- brains to puzzle over and risk burnout?"

Rock chuckles at Rick, "Bingo!" he says with a smile, "You're the best judge of who can handle the Ride Armors the best, so I'm gonna leave it up to you to select the roster."

Rick Morgan facepalms. "Teeerrific." Rick Morgan says, "I'm done."

Rock nods to Seminole, "You may speak now."

Seminole stands up and ahems a bit, looking at Rock. "I was just curious about the nature of the mission. Are we going in for total annihilation of Skull Fortress, or to capture it as intact as possible, or... in between?" Rock rubs his chin, "I'd prefer to try and keep it as intact as possible, so that we can investigate it's contents, but the main goal is defeating the Robot Masters and capturing Dr. Wily if possible. If it leads to the total destruction of the fortress, well than that's something we're just going ot have to accept."

Blues speaks, although he remains against the wall and moves very little as he barks out, "Wily my be eliminated."

Twila Peterson jumps slightly...not even knowing Blues was there. Sheesh...he's awful quiet. But then...since when is one noisy when one's usually brooding.

Rock looks over at Blues, "I'm not taking a human's life, nor am I giving the order to do so, Blues."

Seminole nods to Rock, then looks back somewhat unexpectantly at Blues. He nods back to Rock, sitting down again. "That's all, sir."

Blues drones, "Then I'm giving the order." And with that falls silent again.

Rock takes a stern expression with Blues, "We'll discuss this later in private." Twila Peterson . o O(Uh, oh...)O o .

Blues just shakes his head slightly in that 'yeah whatever' sort of fashion.

Rock frowns and pauses for a moment to regain his composure, before turning to the others, "Are there anymore questions?"

Feedback is sitting at his usual spot looking both interested and bored at the same time. He's being quiet for once and not shouting his opinion as his player is only half-awake right now. He looks around to see what everyone else is doing while he waits to see if there is anything else to be presented.

Rock offers Jazz a friendly wave as she finally makes an entrance, expecting her to be late anyhow and says, "Well, if that is all, we shall move on to the next subject." Rock takes that as a no further questions and smiles, "Well, moving on to a happier subject..." Rock grins, "Seminole, Jazz, could you two step up here for a second?"

Jazz blinks slightly as she gets up, before getting up and smiling, "Ummm yes Rock?"

Rock smiles, "Jazz, you are hereby promoted to Squad Leader." he says, "Therefore, you will be leaving your post as XO of my squad, which, in turn, shall be given to Seminole, if he so chooses to accept the offer."

Beat flaps in and lands over in Cossack's lap, flapping his wings a bit and chirping lightly, feeling bad for being late for the meeting.

Sonata brightens a bit at this announcement, happy for the both of them as she hears the news. She would stand if she felt she could, but instead remain seated and just listens to meeting with a bit more attention.

Feedback hops off of his chair and begins to clap as well. He's fully awake and happy for them both. "Congratulations you two."

LiT rolls his eyes and mentaly makes gaging noises.

Chain pulls his pack of cigs from his jacket pocket and offers Feedback one.

Seminole steps forward at Rock's call, and drop his jaw upon the offer. Only for a moment, though. After regaining his composure, he nods to Rock happily, smiling. "Of course, sir."

Beat squaks as Cossack stands up but quickly flaps up and lands on his shoulder.

Feedback looks at the cig that Chain offers him and then looks up and smiles, "Uh, no thanks. I don't smoke. But thanks for the offer anyways."

Twila Peterson doesn't exactly know how these meetings exactly go...this being her first. So...she doesn't make a display of her own. She simply sits there and offers the two so-named a smile. Her manner of congratulations. . o O(Rock wasn't kidding when he said the Hunters were a little more laid back. Halfway expected this to be like...some sort of lecture at the college...)

Chain huhs, then takes a looooong drag off his cig.

Rock smiles. "Well, consider yourself my new assistant," he says. He then turns to Jazz. "You've done an excellent job as my XO for a long time Jazz. I think this was a long time coming. You can chose your XO now, if you have any idea for who you want to take the position, and we'll be having a meeting for the squad leaders and XO's soon to discuss the redistribution of the Hunters."

Jazz blinkblinks at Rock in surprise before grinning and nodding, "Ummm... Okay. I won't fail you Rock." Then she pauses and frowns as she hears Feeds clapping, as a stray thought crosses her mind, and responds to Rocks second statement, "Sir, I kinda already know who I want as my XO."

Rock nods, figuring as much, and having a pretty good idea of who it is, "Well go ahead and announce it then."

Jazz just has that huge Jazz smile as she turns to look at her sister, "Sonata." ^-^

Sonata blinks in shock, and slips out of her chair, not in any condition to take /that/ news.

Blues .oO( Golly I'm hurt)Oo.

Zero makes his way off the grav lift, carrying a large backpack and two datacards. He walks toward a table unloading his backpack onto a chair and tossing the datacards onto the shiny surface of the table. "Sorry I'm late everyone. Just had to finalize a few things."

Chain coughs, then thinks, . o O (Boy, didn't see THAT one coming...)

Rock nods to Zero, "Understandable."

*Crash* Seminole glances over at Feedback's clapping briefly, then looks back at Jazz as she picks. He grins visibly as he looks back, though falling off a chair was probably not how she envisioned her promotion.

Twila Peterson crosses her arms as she simply sits listening. o O(Surprise, surprise...)O o .

Zero says, "Those are keys to a lodge in the Himalayas." as he motions to the datacards, "I figure its a few days hike from the base of the mountain up to the entrance to Skull Fortress."

Feedback continues to applaud being the one reploid noise maker. "Congragulations to you too Sonata."

Rock nods, "I need to speak with you later about that Zero, we have some details to iron out before we go. We're leaving next week."

Zero looks around at all the people applauding and congratulating. He takes his helmet off and scratches his head, "Err, did I miss something?"

Sonata gets over the shock and pulls herself back up, still not sure what else to say.

Rock smiles. "Jazz, Sonata, and Seminole all received promotions," he says in reply to Zero.

Zero shoots a thumbs up at Seminole, "Nice work guys...err and ladies. I'm sure you'll do us all proud."

Twila Peterson just..sorta blinks at Seminole before watching the straggler pull himself in. She then shifts herself slightly within her seat. Feh....couldn't these chair have been padded?

Sonata merely nods a thanks to Zero and stands there, still in shock. It's not like she's done anything noteworthy... And she feels guilty that the only reason she was picked was because she was Jazz's sister...but that thought quickly passes. ;>

Seminole nods curtly back to Zero, looking a little less relaxed than the rest of the Hunters for the promotion. Must be the Repliforcer still in him. "Thanks, sir," he answers Zero.

Zero cocks an eyebrow at the sir comment. It's not often that people actually address Zero with that title. "Hey, you guys earned it." He points at his gear suddenly, "I need to talk to our scout force for the Skull Fortress mission."

Feedback is still clapping and making in general just a lot of unnecessary noise. Since he's practically the only one making noise and clapping as well he's just plain making a fool of himself. He doesn't look like he's about to stop anytime soon but he looks genuinely happy for everyone.

Twila Peterson isn't sitting that far from Feedback actually...and simply reaches up quietly and tries to tug him back down within his seat... You whisper 'I think you can stop clapping now.' to Feedback.

Rock nods to Zero, "The scout team hasn't been finalized yet, that's part of what I need to discuss with you after the meeting."

Seminole quietly heads back to his seat now that the promotion business has been settled, relaxing as he's out of a non-existent spotlight.

Rock smiles and says, "Anyhow, congratulations you guys, you've all earned it."

Feedback gahs and gets tugged back into his seat. He looks over at Twila and then at everyone else realizing that he just overdid that a tad. "Uh, sorry bout dat. Guess I got a little carried away there."

Rock walks over to the computer console and says, "Moving right along. I wish to discuss the general attitude around here lately."

Sonata sits back down as well, noting that she's /still/ not professionally presentable, and just sighs, since she seems to have bad luck in these things.

Zero frowns at Rock, seeming to think this Skull Fortress thing is more important, but he bites his tongue and sits down in a chair allowing the bossman to continue with the meeting.

Rock sighs, "It's come to my attention that there have been some issues between people here, and a lot of tempers have flared. I want this to come to a stop tonight. I won't tolerate the mistreatment of others, nor will I tolerate harassment or abuse of others." Rock folds his arms, "We can't expect to get anything done, if we can't even work together."

Twila Peterson lets go of Feedback's arm as soon as his seat meets well...his seat, and merely resumes listening. Something comes to mind when the next issue is brought up...bringing a small roll within her stomach.

Feedback uh ohs and is wondering if this is relating to him in some way. He isn't all that sure and is getting a tad nervous but looks around trying to see how everyone else is reacting to these statements as well.

LiT thinks .oO( Yadda, yadda, yadda, is there not a kitten stuck in a tree you should be getting to about now Rock...)Oo.

Rock adds, "If there's a disagreement or dispute, you come to me, or to Dr. Light and we will settle it. Do not lash back at someone, or create a scene out of it. This is not some evening soap opera. We are an elite group of reploids and humans, whose goal is to help people, never lose sight of that goal."

Blues just continues to listen

Rock continues, "Also, it's come to my attention, that there are some people who have been tampering with private and confidential files. This shall also not be tolerated."

Blues .oO( You know Soap Opera is more accurate there Brother, what with you and your little human fling. Soon you'll be in a coma and she'll move on to another lover and then low and behold you'll come back on the night of the honey moon.)Oo.

Feedback is really not liking the way things are going as it sounds like Rock's referring to him. But some might say that he just has a guilty conscious. He notices that Rock hasn't mentioned any names yet and remains silent for now, still somewhat concerned as to who he's talking about. He really doesn't like that last statement and looks for the quickest way out of here should he need it.

Rock straightens his features, "I will not hesitate to have someone removed from this group if they are the cause of a problem such as this, or the mistreatment of others, is this understood?" Rock looks over at LiT. "In concerns of this, it's come to my attention that you've been caught engaging in these acts, LiT, and Feedback has approached me with adequate proof. Do you have anything to say in your defense?"

Twila Peterson turns her gaze over towards LiT, already aware of some of the situation since she was there at the time Feedback relayed to Rock what she knew.

Feedback nods slowly as these issues somewhat pertain to him as well. He isn't really liking the way things are going but keeps quiet while looking around at everyone else's expressions. He's somewhat used to it being in the Repliforce but that was one of the reasons that he left that place, after he was nearly tossed out from these same issues. He hears his name and is really close to bolting for the nearest exit before he realizes that Rock's addressing LiT. He somewhat calms down and continues to listen hoping that this doesn't backfire on him.

Blues turns his head to the LiT. .oO( Hmm ... an asset or a hinderment ... maybe a pawn ...)

LiT shrugs, "Only that what I have done.. " He -glares- at Feeback. "..has been justified by the good doctor, and have been for the greater good."

Twila Peterson muses . o O(Really wish he would stop hiding behind Light...Sheesh!)O o .

Rock eyes LiT, "Right about now LiT, I don't care what my father has justified. It hasn't been justified to me."

Feedback now really wishes that he knew what was on that disk that he copied. He just knows that if someone encrypts information that heavily that it has to be somewhat important. Its probably just what he needs to nail LiT good. He continues to listen as Rock is laying the smack down on LiT and ignoring him for now. He smiles as Rock isn't letting this go. He's almost glad that he did tell Rock what he knew after all.

LiT shakes his head, "So be it. You're very nearsighted, all will be explained in due time."

Twila Peterson knits her brows. Elusive isn't he?

Zero looks over at LiT, studying him for a bit. He looks to Rock, wondering what exactly he is trying to accomplish here by singling LiT out at this time. He shrugs and then tosses his two cents in, "LiT, whatever it is that you've done...I really hope it has been for the good of the Maverick Hunters. It would be rather unfortunate if any information leaked out of here that wasn't suppose to get out..." he ahems, "...you may interpret that at will." he says with a smile. Zero obviously sees no point in anything more than a thin veil over his threats.

Rock shrugs, "So be it, we'll speak later, but for now, consider yourself on probation until you see it being 'due time'." he sighs . o O (Where the heck is dad...)

LiT eyes Zero and shakes his head. "Your one to talk." LiT nods at Rock, "When all is in order we will speak."

Twila Peterson . o O(Whoops...)

[OOC] Rock says, "Yer darn right whoops :D"

Zero cackles, "...Yep...and I'm also one to act. So I'd be careful what you say. Despite Rock's animosity talk...well....I really don't see any reason why I shouldn't mop the floor with your ass right now! And you can interpret that as a threat."

Blues says, "Silence LiT, This isn't the Forum"

Twila Peterson accidentily lets out a low whistle. Um...

Feedback smirks as LiT is just asking for trouble from everyone. He mentally notes to fill Zero in on what LiT acquired about him specifically. He makes several notes to fill key members of the Hunters in on what he knows.

Jazz blinks as she pulls out a datapad, and begins to type into it. If she's paying attention or not is kinda hard to tell, after all this is Jazz.

Zero slowly gets up from the table. "So, unless you'd care to keep your snide remarks to yourself, I'll polish the floor."

Rock sighs, "Everyone, just settle down, please." Rock looks over at LiT, "I'm also going to have to ask you to leave the meeting if you're going to resort to making remarks like that."

Blues says, "Zero you will also hold your emotions until the time is right ... like when Rock isn't around to punish you for doing it."

LiT smirks at Zero, but speaks to Rock, "As you wish."

Rock frowns and exclaims, "THAT'S ENOUGH, ALL OF YOU."

Twila Peterson simply...um..facepalms.

Chain thinks, . o O (What was that about the general attitude, Rock?)

Rock wishes he was Bass right about now. :D

Zero shoots a glare a Blues, . o O(Anytime scarf boy...), "Yeah, maybe that'd be best," he smirks, narrowing his eyes.

Zero sits back down and looks up at Rock, "You were saying, Rocko?"

Chain thinks, . o O (The bleedin' egos in 'ere are big 'nuff to suffocate a fly...)

Rock sighs, and turns around for a second to recollect his thoughts.

Twila Peterson can't help but be reminded of kids on a playground...thinking of a brawl of somesort...and Rock just now came in playing teacher, blowing the whistle. Uh, huh.

Zero reaches into his backpack and pulls out a notebook and pen. He sets it down on the table and opens up to somewhere in the middle. Zero scribbles something down and tosses the pen back into his backpack.

Feedback is still sitting down and hasn't said a word yet on this subject. He's simply letting everyone else do what they're doing and is really hoping that LiT pushes Zero over the edge right now. Seeing him in pieces all over the floor would be really interesting. He shrugs and digs into his pocket and pulls out his data pad. He types a few memo's into it and waits for Rock to regain order.

Twila Peterson withholds a sigh while sitting back within her seat and crossing her arms over her chest, waiting for some sort of peace to be reigned in if possible. Tempers are hot at the moment. Thank goodness hers isn't one of them.

Rock turns back around and sighs, "I'm going to adjourn this meeting for now. Most of the issues I wanted to touch upon have been dealt with anyhow." he sighs, "I still have a few things to discuss with a few of you, and I'll get in contact with you all over the course of the next few days."

Zero holds the notebook up in LiT's direction as Rock continues his speech. In big red letters three words are written: I'M WATCHING YOU. He quickly puts the notebook down before Rock notices what he's doing. Childish, you betcha.

Chain reads the notebook, "I'M WATCHING YOU...hmmmm..."

Blues snickers as he sees the notebook from his vantage point, .oO( Well that's one less person I have to deal with at least)Oo.

LiT leans up against the wall, back into 'brooding' mode. He pulls out a minidisk from his belt and smiles a rather teethy grin at Zero while playing with the disk. .oO( ...and I have you right here Mr.Badaft..)Oo.

Zero casually closes the cover of his notebook and slides it back into his backpack. He watches Rock the whole time, wondering if he noticed.

Blues quirks an eyebrow.

Twila Peterson overhears Chain and quirks her brow within his direction...catching the notebook mere seconds before it's pulled away. Um...uh, oh. Oh, boy... Twila Peterson . o O(Rock wasn't kidding when he said these meetings could be "interesting".)O o .

Feedback watches as Zero holds something up. He isn't really sure what it said so makes another note to review the security cams for this meeting. He spots the disk that LiT is holding and decides to see if he can figure out anything else about their mystery guest. He goes back to writing memos and waits to see what happpens.

Seminole simply blinks at Zero's sign, ignoring it for the most part. He does make a mental note not to anger Zero... -he- doesn't want to know what kind of surveillance he'd carry out.

Blues sends a radio transmission. LiT receives a radio transmission.

Rock, actually doesn't notice, and just walks off, "If you guys need me, I'll be in my quarters going over some stuff for the scouting mission."

Rock enters the Grav Lift <Hunter HQ>. Rock has left.

Blues says, "No one leaves."

LiT sends a radio transmission. Blues receives a radio transmission.

Blues stands up from his position as soon as Rock leaves the room and looks around at everyone.

Feedback gets up and was just about to leave when Blues spoke up. He stops in his tracks and just stands there waiting to see what Blues is going to say.

LiT's smile fades and he replaces the disk in his belt. He watches Rock leave and bows his head in silent thought.

Twila Peterson ers and unfolds her arms from her chest, and sits up straight. Ok...so now what?

Zero picks up his backpack and stands up. He slides his backpack onto his shoulders and heads for the door. He pats Blues on the shoulder as he passes, "Right. No one leaves." he mocks on his way out.

Chain makes smoke-rings, a few drift in front of Blues' face.

Blues says, "What in Light's name is with all of you. Rock gives us the news that we are about to go on the biggest mission of this faction's existence... one of the primary missions of the faction and what do you all do? ..." Blues says, "You place doubts in his mind!" He starts to pace, .oO( I'll let Ponytail slide on that one because he gave us the information)Oo. "Then he gives people promotions. And then he scolds someone for their inappropriate actions." Blues says, "And like a bunch of school girls you point blame back and forth." Blues says, "If you aren't man enough to take credit for your own actions then you aren't man enough to serve with my Brother." Blues is actually shifting his attention from LiT to Feedback and back again.

Chain yawns, unimpressed, "Don't look at me, mate, I didn't place any blame."

Seminole looks at Blues, frowning. "I think he did an excellent job," he offers his opinion to Blues, rising out of his chair slowly. Feedback just stands there not really sure of what Blues is saying. He has no idea of what he's getting to and really just wants to head for bed now. He continues to wait for Blues to finish though out of respect and such.

Blues says, "Anyone that irked Rock had better voice your apology to him within the week, or I will personally send his regrets."

LiT rolls his eyes and thinks. .oO( Still standing up for little bro, it's no wonder Rock is the way he is..)

Feedback just thinks to himself on how that let him off the hook. He hasn't gotten Rock mad at him yet and everything that he told his commander was done after it was requested. He continues to stand there and pockets his pad while he waits for Blues to finish. He looks around to see how others are reacting as well but is really not liking the way that Blues is looking at him. He yawns as he's tired right now and thinks of the things that he needs to take care of before he gos to sleep.

LiT pushes himself off the wall and starts towords the Gravity lift. LiT has left.

Feedback watches as Blues finishes and waits for LiT to leave. He's really not in the mood to deal with him right now as he's getting a bit tired. He turns around back to the console and calls up a few reports that he's failed to read as he waits for everyone to leave.

Twila Peterson waits for a few moments after Blues finishes speaking before getting up from her seat. So, that must be it, huh? Not like she really would have known what to expect anyway. She notices some of the others leaving and asks, "We're dismissed?" she asks no one in particular.

Blues nods, and starts to head over to Feedback.

Seminole looks at Twila, nodding slowly. "I think we are. It was a rather... productive meeting."

Jazz is /still/ typing into her datapad, as if nothing had changed around here from when she started.

Twila Peterson lets out a small breath. "As well as an interesting one..." To say the least...

Blues sets a heavy hand on Feedbacks shoulder and just sits there for a little while.

Feedback turns his head to see who's hand was just placed on his shoulder. He spots Blues and really isn't sure of what to expect. After hearing Blue's speech he's half convinced that he's about to thrown all the way across the CC. He does his best to remain calm though and forces a smile. Its obvious that he's getting tired as he's occasionally yawning as he's standing, "Uh, is there anything that I can do for you?"

Blues talks in that low and soft tone, you know that unnerving calm voice stereo typical of most detectives. "I noticed you get a little tense when Rock was voicing his concerns about the faction's treatment of it's own members, and then a bit of relief when you realized that he was talking to LiT, could there be someone else that you thought he was talking to?"

Twila Peterson stands there for a full few moments while the others tend to their business. After excusing herself she makes way for the gravlift... You enter the Grav Lift <Hunter HQ>.

Blues tenses his grip a bit, "Call me suspicious but I have this nagging feeling that you have something to hide. I'd really hate to have to have you monitored constantly until I figure it out. It'd be ~so~ much easier if you just came out with it.

Feedback blinks, "What? I'm not hiding anything. You can go ahead and put me under surveillance for all the good that will do you. Your probably just gonna get a lot of information about me sleeping and then researching this whole Robot Master assault. But if it will make you feel better, go ahead and put me under surveillance. But you probably won't find anything out that you don't already know."

Blues takes his hand off of Feedback, "Maybe you're right." He turns and heads toward the center of the room and then prepares to teleport, "Better be a good boy."

Feedback nods and smiles, "Don't worry. I will." He then walks over to the lift taking off his shirt as he waits for the grav lift to open. He checks it for any type of bugging that Blues might of planted. He's not exactly sure whether or not Blues bugged him but its something that he might do given the chance. He enters the lift as it arrives and heads down...