Orientation! (Prota Members)

[Sir Galahad]

Roy would write along on his clip board to each of their responses. Interesting indeed. Ah, Miss Frost had a question for him.

"Hmmm? Oh my skill sets are quite varied and some of my qualifications I am not at liberty to discuss with you at this point in time. But, do not worry, I assure you that I am quite capable of making myself compatible to any and all situations in which you might need my assistance. Ah! There you go, you can say my best skill is adaptability. There is no one in Prota more adaptable to any situation or environment than myself. Now then..."

He would look over his notes and make a few "Mmhmm" and "Aha" noises. Before turning to address the three again.

"All three of you come from quite prestigious backgrounds, and all have quite a bit more experience with our multitude of operations than most operatives your ages. Mr. Makaila, your father is well known and respected for his teachings, and your brother- Oh... well, lets just say that I 'Don't' have stories to tell in regards to him. Haha. Miss Vivienne, I've worked with both of your parents, separately and together, on different... issues that have come up over the years, you've got some big shoes to fill. And Miss Frost, I've not personally worked with any of your siblings, but I did hear about Delta, you have my condolences for your loss. More importantly though I've heard of the many trials you and your siblings have gone through and I must say I can't wait to see what you will bloom into in the future."

He would scribble a little bit more on the papers on his clipboard before continuing.

"Now, that all being said. As far as I'm concerned, your past success's, your family backgrounds, your prestigious success, even your dramatic failures... as of this moment don't matter to me in the slightest. From this moment on, all three of you are nothing but fresh out the lab FNG's. You will need to prove yourselves to me starting now, the more you show me you are capable of the more challenging the operations I will give you. The less you do to impress me, the more likely you are to be sent back to get more reprogramming, or possibly just removed from operations altogether and assigned a station in a lab facility or a birthing factory. Which ever the higher brass deems a most fitting punishment. It is merely my job to assess you to see if that becomes necessary. You three are a new initiative that we are putting into effect. If one day you have proven yourselves, then I will inform you of what you were created for and I will give you your final assignment. But, it will be a long road to come."

Roy put the clipboard under his arm and adjusted his glasses. Sighing.

"For now, I will ask you three one last time if you have any questions. If not then I will inform you of today's final test."

[Gunslinger]

Daniel's eye twitches at the mention of his brother, but that's the only outward reaction he gives. Instead, he's fine with what he'd mentioned as his best skills.

There was no need to sell himself short, but it was important to be honest to your superiors, and not brag unnecessarily.

"I understand, sir. I will perform as best as I'm able."

[Novocaine]

Nova glances over at Daniel curiously at the mention of Jr. She'd be lying if that didn't further spark her curiousity in terms of what on earth happened to her childhood friend. He sounded so...lucky?

She gives the briefest of smiles at the mention of her parents, not at all concerned with the idea she may be standing in their shadow. That wouldn't last long...

Her hands would curl into fists as she tried to contain her excitement.

"I'm ready for the final test."

In other words, no questions.

[Charlie Frost]

He mentioned Delta.

Of course he mentioned Delta.

Her death had left the rest of the boys and only Charlie. She didn't really understand the point to bringing her up but then he brought up everyone's history. He was trying to prove a point. Not only did their history not really matter here but that he knew all about it. She gave a quick nod, understanding the point here, but she also didn't give a shit. Her team, her brothers, had been raised from the ground up as nothing but soldiers. She ate, slept, breathed, and fucked the mother fucking army. So she would do whatever she could to hold her own, protect those she was supposed to, and get the mission done.

The others gave their affirmations and Charlie knew that she was the last. She had reasons for that, reasons for not jumping the gun to give the answers that everyone else did. She knew that there were those that were more calculated like herself. Those that jumped into the line of fire without fully thinking it through; the others. She didn't really judge them as they were for it. They could be perfectly fine soldiers, she had no idea.

Time would tell.

“I await your orders.” she said simply.

[Sir Galahad]

"Great!"

Roy would say with a smile. He saw the twitches and they brought him pleasure. This was going to be so much fun.

"For your test today, I want you to decide your pecking order. Amongst yourselves. I want you to decide on a team captain, and then decide on the roles the other two will have on the team. I don't care how you decide this, but you have-"

He would pause to look at his watch...

"One hour to decide. When I return if you have not come to any decisions, you will be punished."

With that, Roy would turn around and start walking away.

"Oh, your timer started the moment I finished my last sentence."

[Gunslinger]

Oh.

Well...that was different.

Daniel turns, regarding both Nova and Charlie and considers what they’d both listed as their strengths before pointing at Nova.

“Leader. You’ve outsmarted me before, and I don’t know the other person that well other than today.”

He points at Charlie.

“Support. You have both close combat and long range abilities, so you can assist either of us if we’re falling behind.”

Then thumbs to himself.

“I can provide long range support, ideally.”

[Novocaine]

Nova hold off on her own answer, looking towards Charlie.

"What do you think?"

It didn't seem fair to answer right away when she and Daniel already had a pre-established relationship. Probably should hear her out.

[Charlie Frost]

So these two knew each other from before.

This information was collected, though her face showed nothing. The male stepped forward and nominated Nova as the person that was best for Leadership. She would fill support, and he would do long range support. Her eyes shifted to Nova because she was curious to her own reactions. The fact that they had history was fine, but they didn't even really know each other's histories.

"I am not saying I should be leader, however I was bred, born, and raised in a soldier mind set. Before I give my opinions, I would like to know what exactly happened between you two so that you would put her name forward." she stated calmly. She was not even slightly offended. She just wanted a whole picture before she decided who should be nominated for what.

[Gunslinger]

"We've had a few conversations over things. She gave me new insight on some of my... personal issues."

Even if they were a new squad, he didn't want to just throw all his baggage on the table right away.

"She also whipped my ass in a sparring match."

[Novocaine]

Nova nods at what he says.

"A different upbringing perhaps, but still raised as a warrior. I'm on a different path than becoming a soldier, but our goals align, one way or another."

She crosses her arms and cocks her hip.

"I'm content to take the leadership role if what Daniel explained happens to be the best choice. If you feel you're more worthy, I have no qualms in someone else being leader. We're all just making sure there's no mistake, right?"

[Charlie Frost]

Well THAT didn't answer shit.

She looked at the both of them, she didn't know them but they knew each other. She could see how this whole scenario was going to go. She could sit there and fight them, but she knew she would get no where. If she forced herself into a leadership role then they would be resentful and probably not listen to her when it counted. The mark of a good team was making sure that everyone was on the same wave length. If there was animosity between them they wouldn't be able to count on each other.

They both seemed good with Nova taking the position, so it was two against one.

"Leader it is." she stated with a slight shrug of her tattooed shoulder. It was really no skin off her back, 'leader' didn't really mean anything to life. It was a plastic title that made the bearer feel better, but they would have to work as a team. Each a leader of their own specialty working toward a common cause and goal. That was what had to happen here and Charlie could only hope she was able to work with these two.

Already, she felt behind the curve. A place she didn't like being.

[Gunslinger]

"Okay."

Daniel shrugs.

He's taking that answer at face value.

[Novocaine]

Like Daniel she takes the decision at face value. She offered the position to Charlie if she wanted it. Apparently she did not.

"Well, that was painless. All done with time to spare."

Just how she liked it.

[Charlie Frost]

They had tons of time to spare, so Charlie decided to give her body a break. You had to know when to rest your muscles and when to push them harder. This morning's vigorous work out had warmed them up and gotten the blood flowing but now they were cooled down after reporting. She sat herself down on the field one leg bent at the knee. Her arm rested on the knee gently the tattoos catching in the sunlight. Like her brothers, their bodies were covered in tattoos a testament to all the things they had seen, experienced, and missions they had done. She had killed many people in her line of work because when they needed assassins they tended to go for them.

"Might as well take a break before the Chief comes back." she mentioned to the other two. "How did you two meet previous, anyway?"

[Sir Galahad]

At that moment Roy would approach them, from behind... the opposite direction from that which he took when he left them.

"Well... that was settled rather anti-climacticaly."

He would shrug.

"That being said, I am impressed at the fact y'all settled this without attempting to use brute force. That is a good start."

He would look between the three contemplating something for a moment before turning to Nova.

"Well Squad Leader. I would like to test the three of you separately in a... well, let's call then 'aptitude' tests, shall we? Who do you recommend I take first, and why?"