Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

OOC: My character was seperated but Painter, Anya and Kein all saved him and brought him back to HQ. So everyone is back at the headquarters now =D

Jason tossed Painter a glance with a lifted brow, "Why are you so interested in whether she loves me or not? I am eleven years older than she is. Way to old if you ask me. I think she might love me like a father or maybe like a student has a crush on a teacher but i am way to old for her... I think it would be best if i never looked at a woman that way, no matter how much she loved me. Would be easier that would since i am one o fht eprime targets for killing." With that the two entered the special Ops room. At the sight of Sarah Nighthawk, Commander Shepard went to attention and saluted.

Ooc: Operations room. Just read the rp, it's a good story~

Ic: Painter strode in more casually and stood, his head tilted slightly, not saluting. Sarah smirked at the difference between the two comrades, one the good soldier, the other almost casual hunter. "It's good to see you alive Commander Shepard," she said, and stepped forward, breaking all boundaries and hugging him. "I don't think I could do without you, or Warren, or Partright." She stepped back. "Which is why you three are all here. I need to talk to you. About security, and minimizing the teams. You have all heard what happened. One way to see it is that there were too many people in the team to move about quietly enough, getting most of them killed. I want some of Painter's team, and some of Partright's team to help rebuild Team Beta, keeping all my elites smaller. Then, we'll need to close down entrances more often, not just when someone is captured, but randomly, keep them off our tails." She stopped for a minute, letting the others speak.
Painter nodded. It made sense. And he would be happy to help Jason rebuild his team. It sounded as if he were talking about toys, but Jason needed good operatives, and Painter had a few.


Ooc: Onyx, would you mind being the Team Beta healer?

OOC: No I wouldn't mind!

IC: Annabella had a couple of scratch's but in otherwords she was fine. She stood next to Painter in the Special Operations room. She stood very still her hair was in her face but she wasn't going to move. She would be happy to help Commander Shepard. But she would miss her old team.

OOC: Im not going to be on later today, i have to go out of town to see a doctor with my mom to talk about the tumors in her throat =D

Jason nodded to himself and turned to Painter, "Anyone in particular you have in mind?" His light brown eyes shot to Gamma team's leader for a moment asking the same question. The three leaders shared a common respect amongst one another, whether or not they despised the other. They all knew the harsh realities it took to get to be the leaders of the three best squads. It wasnt easy, and it had been a bloody road.