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-Devin-

Running up and down the halls excitedly, he was the first at the base but was just as excited to be there. He never really had a great paying job, this was his first and it seemed pretty frickin easy. Entering the common room and leaping over the sofa, and stopping a moment trying to calm down. It was hard being hyper active and excited, well not hard in the sense of being but staying legitimately calm about things. Ploping on the couch and looking at the blank TV screen, he looked around for the remote and grabbed it turning it on and flipping through the channels. Trying to find cartoons or something interesting to watch, only to find most the channels being educational and in his world boring. At least until he turned to Discovery Health, somebody was being operated on so it was enough to grab his attention. Sure he couldn't do anything like that himself, but it was interesting enough to watch.

-CJ-

Sitting in the roost quietly crafting another arrow from the sharp razors and thin pikes, sure CJ could easily just buy some Mann co. product arrows but he felt that it wasn't good enough. If he had made the arrow from his own hands, then quite obviously the arrow will hit its target with relative ease. Taking the slender object back and looking at it from afar, he smirked and put it into the pile he had been working on all morning. It was his first time working at this base, transferred only a couple days ago. The other base he had a lot of issues with a few members, which by their voting him for a transfer to a different division. It didn't matter. The men there were pieces of piss, which quite frankly CJ wasn't interested in dealing with.

[[I did just copy paste CJ's post XD]]

-Keith-

Sitting quietly sitting in the kitchen, he had a coffee in his hand as he quietly skimmed through the paper. It was pretty early to be bothered with the team, he would wait until the afternoon and then deal with them. Otherwise he would be pissing off somebody, he was loud and not exactly one to sugar coat what he thought. If he found somebody who didn't seem fit for their line, he would tell them bluntly and be good with them.

Robair was grumbling in French and lighting a cigarette, walking the halls in a slightly aggitated manner. He'd just run into some Red Team idiot earlier this morning. And that idiot had only been saved by his longer legs since he could outrun Robair. And he'd done so. Laughing and saying things that implied they were playing some kind of game. A GAME. Well, they were playing a sort of game... it's just Robair didn't like being made fun of when he's trying to kill someone. Even if the other hadn't meant it in a mean way.

He wandered into the kitchen snapping his lighter shut and pocketing it while he sucked in a breath and exhailed a cloud of smoke. And of course he'd have to become aquainted with fellow teammates... all of which would probably be a basket of loud, twitchy idiots like the last bunch of bases he'd been at.

Strained eyes took in two people also occupying the kitchen. There was a moment during which he thought about his current level of patience, and about his current ability to give a crap. And then he decided 'no'. No he wasn't going to bother to talking to anyone. Not for another hour or so.