Squad Three Mission

[Linx Exotic]

Considering that all they were doing was heading off to investigate some vermin attacks that had happened days, if not weeks before, Archon was ridiculously well-armed. He carried a typical complement of palm daggers concealed beneath his clothing, and a pair of punching spikes underneath his coat; that would have been sufficient already. Rather than leave it at that, though, the mouse apparently felt the need to carry a rake sword hanging off his belt, his custom-furnished bolt repeater over his back and a pair of pulverizer gloves over his paws. He could have taken on twenty vermin right then, completely unprepared mentally, with the armament he had, and lived.

He was more mentally prepared for seeing some others arrive. The mouse had arrived five minutes before they were due to leave and had expected everyone to already have checked in at the gatehouse, but he was all by himself. He couldn't help but make a mental note that despite all the new training, squad members were still taking a lot of time to arrive at missions on time. This would probably result in... More training. Or just disciplining of anyone that was actually late.

With about three minutes before the designated deployment time, Archon felt increasingly stressed at the idea of nobody even showing up. This was an imperative issue they had to go face, and he didn't want to have to explain to his superiors how he failed the entire fort by being unable to go out and comply with a simple order. That would probably end up passing damage on to his squad members, anyway. Get over here already!

[Lore Winde]

Upon hearing about the squad missions, Lore grabbed some supplies and her weapons, which took longer than she had anticipated, so by the time that she was ready, the hour was late. This being the first time that her squad (the third one) had done anything together, well.. It probably shouldn't be surprising that it wasn't organized. Even so, Lore still hurried to collect herself and report to the meeting place.

When she finally arrived, she saw Archon waiting there alone. This did not bode well. Where was the rest of the squad? Shouldering her weapon, she strode forward. "No one else has arrived yet, I see."

[Linx Exotic]

"It's obvious," Archon sighed resignedly, turning to Lore with his paws behind his back. At least someone had actually taken the time to show up for once. This is awful! Is it always gonna be this poorly put together? I thought the training was better than this... The poor organization of the squads was finally sinking in on him. "We can't go yet. We need to, um... Wait..."

[Lore Winde]

Lore tapped one paw, already getting impatient. "Don't tell me. This sort of thing happens often, doesn't it?" She may not have been an officer, but this was unforgivable. "This defeats the purpose in even having a squad." Of course, that remark wasn't going to remedy the situation, so Lore apologized quickly. "I could try finding the others, if you think it would speed things up."

[briala]

Briala breezed into the gatehouse, humming lightly under her breath and examining something in her hand. Closer inspection revealed it to be a green-armored beetle, crawling from paw to paw in its agitation to be free. Sighing, Briala set the insect on the ground and pointed it to the door, mumbling, "Fine, go away. Useless bugger." She straightened up and turned to face the squad, only to see there were only two others there. She frowned, her hand automatically inching towards her sheathed daggers.

"Um...am I really early, or really late?" she asked in confusion. Another glance revealed the same: There was only their leader, Archon, and another otter she vaguely recognized.

[Linx Exotic]

"If 'really early' equates to 'we're leaving in about two minutes', yes..." Archon watched Briala's antics with the beetle and struggled not to make a critical comment about wasting time. That wasn't a good reason to be so close to the actual time of departure. "We have the entire rest of the squad due to get here, and then go out and check that place out... You both read the briefing, right? For our mission?" The nature of it was intrinsically time-sensitive. Their pace wasn't helping that one a lot.