SET Initiative

Frost slowly lowered her pistol and stood back upright, holstering the weapon.

"Apologies, I have had bad experiences with strangers... Following me."

She smirked at Leon's professionalism, and glanced over at Amy.

"You've got her right here," she gestured with her left hand. "Sad to hear about Kenneth. Good man. Anyway, glad someone else is eager to help."

Amy lowered her own when Frost did, and a small frown came across her face. She'd literally just gotten back from the mission where they'd lost Kenneth, and the higher ups weren't wasting any time in replacing him. She didn't blame them exactly, this was war, and you did what you had to do... that didn't make it any less depressing.

"I'm Amy....what was your name?"

Leon himself hadn't personally known Kenneth; actually, now that he thought about it, he really didn't know anybody here. He normally kept himself detached from the other people around him, mostly because he knew that there was a great chance of them dying in a rather nasty fashion. He didn't want to put himself in that situation of losing a close colleague or potentially put someone else in that position if he ever got whacked.
He mostly did it for his own sake, though. He was highly Darwinistic- survival of the fittest and all- and didn't want anything dragging him down and stopping him from surviving and doing his job. And right now his job was filling in for Kenneth since the latter had recently been terminated, to put things lightly.
"Daggett," he replied in answer to Amy's question, sizing her up carefully with a critical gaze. She seemed capable enough. "Leon Daggett."
Not exactly the best with introductions, but he did his best.

Frost crossed her arms, and pursed her lips.

A few seconds' tension and she spoke.

"Very well, follow us, Mr. Daggett. It appears that all of us have some things to discuss."

Frost led the way down the hall and came to an adjoining hallway. She stopped and let Amy point the way towards the room they were supposed to go to.

Satisfied with his answer, Amy would turn to lead them to the main office, as Frost had requested, curious to what exactly Frost had to discuss with them, and deeply considering probing the woman's mind for information, on how she planned to help Austin, should they be able to some how find him... assuming of course that he was still alive.

(Timeskip)

The team had moved to the great city of Washington, D.C.

The Cyborgs had made an attempt to destroy the capitol building. Confirmed CYBORGS present were John, Lektry, and Hologram.

There was an unidentified suspected CYBORG as well. Reportedly female. Large wings. Last seen flying around and picking up civilians, dropping them away from the scene. Allegiance unconfirmed.

SET Specialists made the drop at approximately 1400.

Fire was everywhere.

A man named James, blond hair, brown eyes, rounded face, short, was running intel and mission control today.

"Alright guys, the capitol building has confirmed hostages. Approach with caution. Leon, your recommended best position would be at Delaware and Constitution avenue, on the roof of the building. You should have a clear shot at most of the action happening outside. Here's hoping you have your x-ray vision on, too.

Amy, Frost, you two are running stealth. Get in, find a way to evacuate the civvies. In the meantime, I'll be running negotiations."

Amy found the ground to be chaos, as they were dropped amidst it all, in the center of fire and madness, and it didn't cause her a second of pause, she was getting alarmingly used to this. Something that would have depressed her, had she had the time to think of such things. Perhaps there would be time to dwell on it later, preferably in the company of a tall glass of alcohol... assuming of course that they would somehow manage to survive another mission.

Amy nodded her affirmation as she got her orders, and if there was nothing further she would dispatch to do as she was told, assuming Frost would follow.