Lt. Tear
She facepalme'd herself; not because of the lack of discipline among the members of her team, but rather, because of the stupid bitch that was already complaining. It was bad enough with the rookie, but couldn't she just simply shut the hell up and stay on her seat?
Tear was a woman easily annoyed by disobedience. They had told them to kill some time, and that was exactly what the team was doing. Yet there were Nina, waggering about some stupid sense of dutiness (maybe to herself). If you didn't like it, why'd you sign? Death is the biggest problem here. No harm in letting people have some fun before risking their lifes.
- Cool for you. If you're going to survive then, why are you complaining now? Don't be a spoiled bitch. - She replied, standing idly by, in a defiant way. - Just kill some fucking time. If you don't like it, go lock yourself in the bathroom or something.
Furrowing her brow, he added:
- Why are you so sure these people is going to get slaughtered? For all you know, they might be better than you.
Frank Valli
After giving that other man some gum, Frank couldn't help but eavesdrop over the argument between Tear and Nina. He started biting his nails, nervously. For the first time, he truly regreted coming aboard. He didn't want to join the argument, but he actually supported what Nina had said. This group looked way too crazy for something of this magnitude. How had T.E.C.H. stood up to something like this?
Questions began to pop in his mind.
