Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150117192853/@comment-7637833-20150117194959

"Good to see you made it, Will," the sniper's superior said when he sat down. Deadline said nothing, folding his arms and leaning back in his seat.

"After Clarke's recent... injuries," his CO said with slight hesitancy, "you will be partnered up with a temporary replacement for future missions, until his injuries are healed. Meet Miss Saffron Ayres." He gestured to the jackal in question.

The sniper turned his head to look at Saffron, his expression not changing. Again, he said nothing, merely giving a curt nod before looking back at his superior.

"Your next mission details will be sent to you soon. For now, you have one hour to get acquainted with Miss Ayres. Any objections or questions?"

The sniper continued to be silent, prompting the CO to sigh. "I'll take that as a 'no'. Very well then. The both of you are dismissed."