*sees that things seem to be happening now, and comes over to figure it out* "so what are we doing now? And thank you for the meat and potatoes."
"I didn't get any meat..." He added with something of a sad note.
"And you deny being a kid." Orlando chuckled at their antics and pressed the button for the elevator.
*after being taken to the basement, Wilson's sleep starts to wear off*
"z?" ... "mmh?"
"z?" ... "mmh?"
"Orlando, care to give your thoughts on today's events?"
They were all in a spare agent's room, wilson sleeping off the tranqs, as Orlando and Kadmoss watched over him. Orlando sat on a chair with Kadmoss as Wilson woke up on the bed. He was chewing on a protein bar slowly on thought. "We did a surprisingly good job with capturing the werewolf, however that was only because he agreed to come willingly. I dread to think what would have happened if he put up more resistance." He paused long enough to throw away the wrapper of his bar before continuing.
"If we are to continue working as a team, we ate going to need to train better as a team. Today you were nearly killed, Kadmoss, and Wilson kept trying to shoot at every little thing that made a noise. You are both liabilities."
"If we are to continue working as a team, we ate going to need to train better as a team. Today you were nearly killed, Kadmoss, and Wilson kept trying to shoot at every little thing that made a noise. You are both liabilities."
"Don't underestimate the situation, Gabriel could have killed us all if he wanted. I'm going to go talk to him when I get the chance."
*shakes off the last bits of sleep in time to hear you berate his trigger finger* *gulps* "we, were in a library... things were getting to heated. everyone needed a nap..."
"You won't be given that chance. After last time, he's probably in solitary confinement." Orlando pointed out. "As for you," He turned to look at Wilson. "You had one job to do. If things are getting heated, then make sure the enemy is taking a nap, not your own team. Got it?!"
"please don't yell... and whats the thing to separate 'enemy' from not... Gabriel was kind of a little bit ok when I talked with them... I'm sure I just don't understand them is all..." *this distinction between 'foe or not' is a bit tricky for Wilson*
"Don't remind me, as for Gabriel... It doesn't make sense Orlando, he was a king. Yet he and his host openly accepted capture only after a short period of escaping, why would he do that unless it suited him?"
"Wilson, just do not go shooting or attacking Alexandra or myself. Understood?" Orlando looked back at Kadmoss. "That is another reason why I do not approve of you speaking with him. He is up to something, I agree."
"What would you suggest? Let him cause anarchy."
*humbly mumbles,* "never planned on attacking or shooting anyone..."
"Oh I'm sure that's a comfort." He spat sarcastically.
"You planned on shooting when you picked up that gun in the weapons locker." Orlando said. "What happens to the werewolf is up to Alex. We have no say in the matter."
"Doesn't mean I have to like it." Kadmoss said, spitting some blood out of his mouth. "Is there any meat?"
"Raw meat for your face?" He asked.
"Preferably, I'm running out of healing factor."
"well. we... we could say things to Alex about her say. Our opinions matter after all... And I hope your face feels better."
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