After the Apocalypse ☣ discussion

Bradley J. Lennox looked over the paperwork he had just received, he was being asked to go check out a hospital near the center of NYC. Apparently there was supposed to be a rather large group there, and Tokie needed to know any information he could get him on the inhabitants. Bradley rubbed a hand over his brow and counted to ten in his head, he was glad Ashley wasn't there. She would probably demand that he go and ask what Tokie needed the information for, what he was going to do with those poor humans. Bradley just tried to look at it as a paycheck, some days he could, other days he couldn't.
"Take this back to him," Bradley told a teenage boy that he used as his 'runner' that went between him and Tokie. He had specifically told Tokie that he could not do anything to the boy or he wouldn't work for him anymore. Bradley scribbled a response, Will check it out, get back to you pronto. B. , he then folded the paper and handed it swiftly over. The boy saluted him and then took off out of barracks. Bradley looked around, most of his crew were asleep, they'd had a hard week already and now he was going to have wake a couple of them up for a stupid run over to a hospital for a man that had far too much time on his hands.

"Ugh fuck, fuck, fuck." Mikayla scowled, pulling off her headset and throwing it down on the bed. She had been typing furiously on the laptop, her dark eyes brimming with intelligence and eagerness as she began decoding the program. Only now the coding language had altered and she couldn't get a read on anything. She glared at the screen, muttering a few words under her breath as she tried to back track and work out what had gone wrong. Mikayla glanced up absently as Bradley's little house pet went running out of the room and then she looked to her brother, "You really need to stop treating him like a labrador. I'm pretty sure he has feelings." She muttered, closing down the lid of the computer and placing the headset on top. Mikayla was done with work for today. "What is any way like twelve?" She asked, clambering out of her bunk. "This is no place for kids." Mikayla muttered, despite the fact she was yet to be classed as an adult herself.

Bradley looked over at his sister, she didn't look too happy with whatever it was she was working on. When she made her comment about Ike he scowled, "I know he has feelings, shutup Kayla. I know what I'm doing, he wants to feel included, giving him a job to run letters back and forth between me and the boss man makes him feel like he's pulling his weight." Bradley stood up and stretched his hands over his head, then he walked over to her, "What's got you all uptight anyway? Failing at your hacking again?" He said with a grin, he was only teasing, but it was fun to get his sister riled up. "We got a job so pack that crap up, I want you and one other to go with me, we don't need many for this mission."

Mikayla rolled her eyes and leant against the bunk beside her. "He's still just a kid, he should be schooled or something." She shrugged and eyed her brother with an unamused expression on her face. Mikayla watched him as he walked over and she tilted her head to one side, looking up at him boredly. "This place sucks, you suck, the boss sucks....my work isn't working and that bloody laptop won't configure into Java so I'm having to write my own coding which is bullshit!" Mikayla raised her hands in exasperation. "Oh no way! I'm not coming, wait till Eric wakes up." She suggested, Mikayla hated going on these kinds of missions. There was often a lot of struggling screaming and then sedating, it was horrible like watching scenes out of a medical/sci fi movies. She sat stubbornly down on her bed, "Or you could take Ashley, but either way I don't agree with this or anything that crackhead boss of yours is doing."

"It gets us food, and equipment for your crap that you do on that computer, so how about you appreciate what I do for once brat," Bradley muttered and glanced around. "Where is Ash anyway?" He asked his sister. Obviously he was going to have ask his girlfriend to go along, which he trusted her completely but he knew that the jobs were taking a toll on her and he didn't want her to break one of these times. "How about you wake Eric up instead of letting him sleep for twelve hours?" He suggested to her with a raised brow. He loved his sister but she could be a pigheaded pain in his ass sometimes.

Mikayla rolled her eyes, "For your information Bradley it's not crap and I paid for this myself, it's my job you do yours and I do mine." She muttered and then picked one of her boots up off the floor and threw it at the back of his head as he turned to look about the room. "That's for calling me a brat, and she's around probably training, that's all she does nowadays. That and moan about you." Mikayla snickered, loading up her computer once again. "Because Eric's not my problem he's yours and frankly he's way nicer when he's asleep."

"I wasn't aware I was anyone's problem." came Eric's sleepy voice as he rose from his sleeping cot, still in uniform, but without his shirt. His tanned skin was muscles, but plenty of deep, noticeable scars covered his broad back. He was used to Mikayla and Bradley fighting like they did- Brad was his best friend. And Mikayla, in B's defense, could be a whiny brat sometimes.
"You two bicker too much." he informed them, quickly rising from bed and, with a great yawn, joining them. "Good morning Mikey." he purred, winking at the computer savvy girl, knowing she hated the nickname. He was still greatly sleepy, and he wanted to crawl back under his covers, but he knew he had a job, and as much as he didn't want to do it, it was money, and money was life, and life was a lot better than death. Plus, it was a beautiful thing to pester Mikayla.

Turning to Bradley shortly, he yawned again and asked 'Where's the fire?'

Bradley rolled his eyes at his sister and was about to give her the what for when he heard his friend speak, smile crossed his face. He watched Eric roll out of bed and meander over to him and his sister. "Whatever man, you know she deserves everything I give her," Bradley argued with Eric, a grin on his face. The other two were never as happy as he was when first waking up, Bradley was really an easy going guy, his sister just annoyed the hell out of him sometimes.
"We got a scouting job from lord superior Tokie himself," Bradley replied with a sigh. He really didn't like that guy, oh well. "I need you and Ash to go with me since someone's being a snobby little brat."

"And now my afternoon is complete," Mikayla murmured and returned her attention to the laptop which was slowly wheezing back to life. She tried to ignore Eric as he clambered out of bed without a shirt on, Mikayla may have thought all the army grunts were jerks but she was still human and frankly even Eric without a shirt on was a sight to see. She sneaked a quick glance at him before snapping her attention back to the laptop as it came back to life. She picked up her headset again and slipped it over her ears, holding the speaker near to her mouth. Mikayla pulled a face at Eric, "We don't bicker, it's constructive discussion. I'm just better at it than him." She poked her tongue out at her brother and the tapped a few keys on the laptop. Beside the laptop was a small radio that picked up different frequencies in the area, it was plugged into the computer with a usb. "Ask Brad, he's got a new task for your A-team." She rolled her eyes and pressed more keys on the computer. "Not being snobby," Mikayla corrected, "Do you want me to try and get a signal to this hospital? See if I can pick up some information?" Mikayla asked, finally serious as she held the mouth piece close to her lips.

Eric raised an eyebrow at Mikayla and smiled brightly. "Sure sure." he said, raising both hands up, palms flat out, as an attempt at surrender. Even thouht it was fun seeing Mikayla and Bradley act like three year olds, he didn't want to be in the middle.
"A scouting job? Haven't had one of those since... Yesterday. You think we'd be handed bigger stuff like, I donno... Getting on the front lines and taking out of zombs." he said to Bradley, shaking his head. "But okay! We can do that whenever you say." he said, crossing the floor, and just as an attempt to bug her, leaned over the back of Mikayla's chair and pulled one ear of her headset off, leaning in close. "Have you hacked into the FBI yet?" he whispered.

Bradley shrugged, "We take what we can get Eric, can't be picky nowadays. I'm going to fill up the hummer, can you go find Ash for me? I'll tell her we're going on a mission, I don't think she'll take it well coming from anyone else," He said and attempted to give Eric an encouraging smile, then he noticed Eric whispering in Makayla's ear, Bradley rolled his eyes dramatically and went to walk outside, leaving the two to flirt all on their own. He didn't care if they did, he knew his sister was too much of a pain for Eric to get anywhere, or at least that's what he told himself.

Mikayla sagged in her chair and raised an eyebrow, "You of all people should know I've been looking into their work since I was thirteen." She shrugged, "And I mean we've got Ana now and there's no secrets among friends, even if she is a temperamental pain in the ass." Mikayla muttered, searching through the computer system. "Yo Brad, Ana checked in. She's in the city at the moment, said she could rendevous at the hospital. She reckons we're gonna need more than just three though. Seems like these people are a little tough to handle." Mikayla leaned over the back of her chair and eyed her brother waiting for him to digest what she had said. "Oh and Ash is out by the jeep, I checked the cameras." Mikayla shrugged and turned back to her computer. "Stop breathing down my neck Eric you're not helping."

Eric grinned and leaned away from her, snapping her earphone back into place possibly just a little too sharply. He sensed Brad watching them as he walked outside, but Eric knew full and well that Bradley trusted him not to seriously move in on his little sister. She was too much of a pain for him to seriously want to anyway- it was just fun for him to bug the hell out of her.
He started toward the door, throwing it open dramatically so sunlight filled the exceptionally dark room, making most of the army men grunt and groan at him. He peeked out, wincing in the light after Bradley. "I will go get Ash, but I don't know where she is. Do you?" he asked.

"Oh ouch, go away Eric!" Mikayla snapped, rubbing her ear and glaring after him. Her expression softened slightly as she watched him walk out towards the door and she couldn't help but admire him as he stood in the sunlight. She turned her attention back to the computer though before he caught her and tapped absently on the keys. "Try the yard, she's with the jeep!" Mikayla yelled over her shoulder, she had access to all the camera's on sight and was currently snooping in on everyone's business.

Ashley sighed and slammed the hood of the jeep shut, she wiped a hand across her forehead and shoved the wrench back in the tool box. Her cap was discarded on top of the box and she was dressed in cargo trousers and a tight white tank. She tucked a few whisps of blonde hair behind her ear, those that had escaped her ponytail and began packing up the tools. Ashley dumped the box in the back seat and opened the door, sticking the key in the ignition and turning it in an attempt to get the engine to start. "Come on baby, come one." She murmured, smirking as she heard a harsh squawk from behind her. Nero was perched on the low brick wall, preening his feathers. Ashley rolled her eyes and resumed trying to get the engine running.

Bradley sighed and looked back at Eric, "She's out fixing something I'm sure. Just find her and tell her I need a word. Mikayla let Ana know we'll meet up over on 6th street near the hospital, and this better not be a pain in the neck job or there's going to be hell to pay, Tokie said that this would be an easy one." Bradley then turned and walked toward the place his baby was kept in a garage all its own. He was particular about his camouflaged hummer, no one touched it or worked on it except him and Ashley. Period.
Bradley opened up the garage door and let the light shine down on his hummer, it gleamed from the sunlight. He touched it lightly with his fingers as he walked towards the back where he had fuel stored. He kept the vehicle on empty unless they were going somewhere, no one could steal it that way. The fuel was behind a fake door, in a closet of sorts, he pulled a tank out and went to start filling the vehicle up.

Eric turned on his bare heel, swiveling by the wall. Mikayla was a brat, but she was greatly useful, and very smart. He really did give her too much crap, but he loved to! He gave her a cheeky smile and a thankful wink, saluting her properly. "Thanks baby girl!" he said happily, shutting the door behind him before jogging out into the hot day.
The sun was up and the dirt under his feet was warm. Well, if he went scouting, he'd like it to be on a day like this, when conditions were acceptably good, and he wouldn't get wet.
As he looked before him, he saw Ash, trying to get her stupid rig to run. I always seemed to be tearing up in one way or another, and today it just didn't want to run. He rolled his eyes. Ash never gave up on it though, and it was a good thing she was so savvy with vehicles because most of the boys around their joint could learn a thing or two about that kind of stuff. He always liked Ash. She was his kind of personality.

He jogged up to the Jeep and slapped the door, getting Ash's attention. "Good morning!" he bellowed happily. "We've got a scouting job- pronto." he said through the glass of the window, his cheeky smile still letting his white teeth shine.

Mikayla did a mock salute and tapped out the message to Ana, she wondered if maybe she could tag-along this time. She was part of the team after all and well if they lost contact with anyone Mikayla was the only one who would be able to find the others. She shrugged and threw off the headset once again, shutting down the laptop. Mikayla grabbed her sunglasses off the side and followed Eric outside, heading off towards the garage where her brother kept the hummer. She assumed Eric would head off towards the yard so she broke into a light jog and ducked inside the garage. "Hey, change of plan I'm coming with." Mikayla grinned, knowing it would wind her brother up but well they might need her and she didn't want him getting hurt no matter how annoying he was. She stuffed her laptop into her bag and shoved it in the back seat. "Need any help setting up?"

Ashley started slightly as Eric appeared in front of her, "Wow someone's happy this morning, good night last night?" She smirked, climbing off the step and slamming the door. "Scouting? Is that a euphemism for kidnapping?" She muttered, grabbing her bag from the back seat and going to Eric's side. "I hate these things, I miss the days when they actually wanted us to rid the city of zombies." She muttered, kicking up dust as she walked across the earth.

Bradley glanced up as he heard footsteps, he was in the middle of pouring a second gas can into his hummer. "Oh now you want to play soldier? What changed your mind? Eric?" He teased with a smirk, he knew she had a bit of a crush on the guy, he had to give her crap about it. "Yeah actually if you could put some of the backup guns in the far back, and some extra ammo that would help out, and some of the crossbows of course, I don't see us needing them since we're not actually doing anything today, but hell its better to be prepared," Bradley shrugged his shoulders and finished putting the last bit of gas into his baby.

Mikayla rolled her eyes but didn't comment on what he had said about Eric. "I just thought you could use a hand is all." She murmured and nodded as he gave her instructions. "Okay." Mikayla replied, moving down the side of the vehicle and opening up the storage compartment at the back of the garage. "So wait...today is just surveillance right? No grabbing and bagging because I definitely don't want to be a part of that. I mean I'll install cameras and I'll play the innocent lost child or whatever but I'm not coming along if Tokie decides he wants to use these poor people for his crackpot experiments." Mikayla shuddered at the thought and grabbed a selection of weapons from the storage unit, piling them into the hummer. "So no tranquillisers today?" She muttered, not wanting a re-run of last time, that was horrible.

Eric took just a couple feet back, allowing Ashley to jump out of the Jeep. "I actually have no idea, but we've got another one. Me you, and your boyfriend." he joked, jabbing her in the ribs with his elbow in a playful manor. He never tried to keep it a secret that he always noticed Ahsley and Bradley's on and off sort of manor, and he always tried to tell B that he should go for her when he could, but mostly, Brad was his own man, and Ashley was her own too, so he couldn't do much but make jokes at the expense of the way they rode the fence with each other.
"Thank you! That's what I'm saying. We need to be out with... Double handed axes and shot guns, blowing heads and setting fires! Not doing all this crap for the freaking boss man, you know?! I say we rebel, but no, Bradley doesn't want to!" he said, waving his hands in the air.

"Hey lay off with the boyfriend jokes Eric, you know I can pull a few of my own. Got plenty of ammo." She grinned in reference to Mikayla, she knew Bradly would freak out if anything ever went on between Eric and his baby sister, still it was funny to watch the two of the flounder about. Ashley rolled her eyes and adjusted her bag over her shoulders, "Woah calm down soldier, you do realise if we rebel we become zombie chow...or worse. That guy thinks we don't know what he's doing there behind those huge metal gates, nah that corporation is messed up. I do not want to become a test-tube experiment despite the awful work they have us doing." Ashley replied, her gaze hardening as she thought of the last girl they'd handed over to Tokie. She'd been young, too young little over fourteen out alone on the streets and then she'd just been mercilessly handed over to a complete psycho.

"No no tranquilizers, I wouldn't let you come on one of those trips again," Bradley said to her in a kind voice, he knew how much the last trip she had made with them had effected her. He wouldn't put her through that again, no matter what Tokie ordered. "Anyways we need you hear to be our eyes and ears when we go on those kinds of missions." Bradley walked up to the front and started inserting pistols in certain spots near his seat and Ashleys, including some in secret compartments Makayla had made for him, and he had installed. He loved the punk, even if she was a pain in the neck at times.
"I'm sure the crew won't be happy about this trip, they'd rather be out shooting the undead, as would I, but I have to make sure theres water and bread on the table for the whole of the group, not meet the wants of only a select few," Bradley said to his sister, getting some of the things that were bothering him off his chest. He wanted to please Ash but he couldn't do that with the jobs they were taking lately. There wasn't another option though, so what was he supposed to do? Put his armor on and keep on trekking, thats what.

Mikayla nodded quietly and loaded up the last of the equipment into the back of the hummer. "I'm your eyes and ears anyway, you guys would be lost without me." She snickered, closing the hummer door and leaning against it, watching as her brother filled the car with extra weaponry. Mikayla shrugged, "Well if Ana's happy to help out then it must be worth something, she barely ever comes along anymore." Mikayla murmured thoughtfully, lounging against the car. "Yeah I know, I know. I don't mind the scouting though, it's no where near as violent and I get to do my job." A smile appeared on her lips as she finished her sentence. "So you and Ash what is going on with that?" Mikayla asked, leaning over towards her brother, her dark eyes filled with curiosity.

Bradley was glad that he'd let his cheeks become covered with his light beard, if he was blushing there was no way that Kayla would see. "What do you mean?" He asked innocently, like there was nothing to tell. "We're very good friends, does it matter? I mean its not like she leads me on and then treats me like any other joe when we're around people, or like she and I have heated discussions about what direction the team should be headed..." He stopped talking as he realized he'd already said far too much.

Mikayla rolled her eyes, "Good friends huh?" She smirked and raised an eyebrow. "...Or that she sneaks into your quarters at three in the morning for a late night rendezvous?" Mikayla finished and grinned at her brother, "Don't worry I never told anyone, but like seriously there are people awake at that time and you guys aren't exactly subtle." She snickered, absently picking at a rip in the sleeve of her jacket.

Eric raised a busy eyebrow and his smile faltered for a moment. Mikayla and him? Yeah, it had always been kind of obvious to anyone who witnessed them, but Eric really didn't know about it. After all, she was his best bro's little sister. He didn't have any sort of certainty that that situation would go down well. "That's not fair." he told her, wagging a finger in her face. "If Bradley didn't kill me first, Mikey would, and that's for sure." he said. "She already threatens to anyway." he said shortly, sticking his callused hands in his pockets. "Not exactly true! If we rebelled, we'd kick Zombie ass. Besides... It's not like I'm paddling against the current. I'm just saying." he told her. "Let's get over to the garage. See what we're doing, and who's coming and what kind of super amazing mission we have today." he finished blandly, stepping away from her and toward the garage that held the almighty camo Hummer. A beauty of sorts. A prized possession of Brad's, never ever to be touched by anyone but B or Ash. He couldn't say he wasn't jealous that Ash got that pro edge and he didn't, but he understood the love a guy could have for his car.

The first thing Mark Jordan, nickname "Guns", thought when he cracked his eyes open was...

I'm never drinking tequila again... Ha Ha... ofcourse you're going to Mark. There's nothing else to do.

Mark was a bored, bored merc. No squads had called on his services for at least a week, maybe two, his memory was foggy on that point. Probably something to do with his attitude towards "Superior... assholes". Fuckers trying to tell HIM what to do, HA. He should get up though, he didnt want to vomit on his cot. This turned out to be more difficult than he thought. He was tangled in the limbs of two prostitutes. He took a close look.

Why do I always go after the UGLY prostitutes... gods... I can't believe I blessed these bitches with my penis...

Carefully disentangling himself, he dropped to the floor and started crawling towards the latrine outside his tent before he made a mess...

Ashley grinned, "Yeah they're a scary pair those too." She snickered, tightening her ponytail as she walked beside him. "Well we get to kick zombie ass anyway, just not under instruction. It's something everyone has to do." Ashley shrugged and bumped her shoulder against his. "Don't worry gun slinger your time will come." She smiled sincerely as they headed across the yard. "Yeah, I do hope it's just gonna be surveillance, I'm in one of those moods where fighting isn't on my agen- geeze is that Mark, he looks like shit?" Ashley grinned, "Morning Mark!!" She yelled and then jabbed Eric in the elbow. "For someone so highly regarded he certainly acts like a loser," She remarked as the two of them headed towards the garage.

GODS why is that damned Bradley groupie so effing LOUD. People that chipper should be shot. Repeatedly.

Mark gave a half hearted wave while he continued to crawl towards the latrine. Almost there....

Eric"/ eyebrows knit and he squinted through the blazing Sun onto Mark. God. He hated that guy with a passion like no other. He never really admitted he hated anybody, but this jerk? Yeah, he hated him for sure. He shook his head. "Just keep walking. Don't get his attention!" he hissed.

"Well I've been saying I need my own private quarters, its not my fault you idiots don't have your own lives and like to live through mine," Bradley grumbled. He didn't like the idea of his men looking at Ash naked on top of him... hell. "Where are those two anyway? It sure is taking them long enough, I don't see what could take that long." Bradley was at his wits end with his sister and needed Eric there to take some of the attention off him, his personal life was not something he needed his little sister to be exploring, there was stuff there she didn't need to know about.

Mark was JUST about to the latrine when he felt someones eyes on him. He squinted his eyes and looked around.

Well good fucking morning to you too Eric. You prick. What did I ever DO to this guy. Its like I'm the only who realizes he hates me. Well screw him. Him and that dorky lil bitch, Bradley's sister, I personally think he wants to bone hardcore.

"YO, Eric... morning. Hows "Mikey" doing?" he said with a huge sneer in his voice as Eric and Ash passed him by.

Ashley smirked and raised an eyebrow at Eric, "Aww are you scared of big old Mark?" She teased, "Ugh, just ignore him." She muttered as Mark gave a retort, she tugged on Eric's arm as they reached the garage door, she poked her head around the door and caught sight of Bradley. Her eyes brightened a little but she didn't say anything of the romantic sort as they walked inside. "You guys all set?" She asked with a smile, looking from Bradley to Mikayla.

Mikayla grinned at Ashley and looked about the room, "I think so." She eyed her brother and the blonde girl in a curious fashion before clambering into the backseat.

"Good afternoon, Markus. If you'd like to know how Mikayla is, I suggest you dare to ask her yourself." he said, venom in his voice. He didn't dare to approach Mark, halfly because he didn't kick dogs when they were down, and halfly because he was kind of afraid he wouldn't win the fight. He'd seen Mark in fury mode, and Eric knew he could start that...
He just kept walking, glaring at Ashley. "I am not afraid of him, and if he even touches Mikey-" he cleared his throat, realizing what he was saying. "Or any of us..."
He entered the garage with Ash, crossing his arms over his bare chest, setting his mouth into a frown, but when he say Mikayla, his jaw dropped. "She's coming? She can't come Bradley. It's not safe for her." he started.

FINALLY Mark made it to the latrine. Something disgusting ensued and he wearily pushed himself into an upright position. Fishing in his pocket he pulled out a mini bottle of tequila and drank it down as quick as possible.

"Ahhh a little hair o' the dog. Now if I can just not vomit for 15 mins I should be good. Thank gods I dont have an assignment today. Those hookers were ugly.... but hey... Im still getting laid. Lets go see if they're awake." Mark liked to talk to himself. He liked the sound of his own voice.

Wearily he got to his feet and started shuffling towards his tent again. That is until he heard voices coming from where Eric and Ash had headed off to.

Seeing the situation, immediately he knew how to piss Eric off. Which was a worthy cause of course.

"SURE she can go Eric, she's a big girl. Plus if I come along I can keep an eye out for her. Not that she needs it, you know, but just to make YOU feel better. What do you say Mikayla? We can catch up." he said with an over-the-top wink.

Mikayla stood on the step by the back door of the hummer and leaned over the door, her elbows resting on the frame. "Don't be silly Eric, I'll be fine." She assured him with a smile, "But you should really put a shirt on." Mikayla added with a smirk. Her expression hardened as she caught sight of Mark entering the garage and she ducked down into the car a little. She'd never liked him, he was always rude and pretentious and Bradley didn't like him which meant Mikayla automatically didn't. She scowled when he addressed her and looked to Bradley for back up, most people listened to Bradley. Mikayla clambered down off the car and glared at Mark, "Fuck off Mark," She snapped, lifting some more supplies off the side and placing them in the car. Ashley turned a laugh into a cough and pretended to be vaguely interested in the wheel arch of the hummer.

Bradley looked up as Ash smiled over at him, he grinned back and gave her a wink, "Hey you two, how are things? What were you doing up so early anyway Ash? Jeep messing up again?" He put away what he was doing to go around the hummer and punch Eric in the arm, "You took forever." He grinned and then turned to see Mark headed their way. "Oh did you invite him too? Shutup Eric she can go, its just a scouting mission, nothing that can really happen to her." Bradley rolled his eyes at his friend and his over protective nature, then he heard Marks words and spun around quickly. "Hey now, no need in bringing my sister into whatever squabble you two girls are having," He said sternly, his eyes turned to ice quickly.

... the little bitch...

Of course he just smiled, outwardly. He was realllly bored and this looked interesting. He guessed they were heading into the city.

"Love you too 'Mikey'" he said with another wink and turned to Bradley.

"Don't tell me you have no use for a sniper if you're heading into the city Bradley, come on man, Im BORED. If you saw what I woke up to this morning youd PITY me. Pretty please?"

"Huh? Oh yeah," Ashley heard Bradley's question and looked across at him. "Yeah, the engines been playing up ever since the last raid, I think the ignition coils gone too, couldn't even get a jump start." She muttered, rubbing the back of her neck. She narrowed her eyes at Mark still not convinced by his behaviour, after a moment she shrugged and clambered into the front passenger seat. Ashley always got to ride shotgun.

Mikayla grimaced and shot Mark another dirty glare, "Asshole," She muttered as she jumped into the back of the hummer and shut the door behind her with a slam. Within a few moments she had the laptop powered up and headset on, decoding once again.

((I gatt a jump into the shower after this, so I'll be gone for just a bit! :) then I'll be back.))

Eric's eyebrows knitted even more and he turned on Mark, cocking his head to the side, and right as he was starting to say something really rude toward him, the others interrupted and banter continued until he lost some of his anger. He still was able to add his two cents, though. "Yeah, Mark. Buzz off and get back to your usual activity- lounging in bed with meaningless strangers... I do pity you." he said, waving his hand demissively and turning around again, grabbing his bag and his favored gun- a pistol, from the corner of the small building and pulling a clean shirt out of it, throwing it on as he threw the bag in the Jeep and climbed in after it to settle beside Mikayla. "And don't call her that!" he added, turning his head toward Mikayla when he finished. "Backseat for us." he said, trying to make it sound much more boring than it would be. When the four of them loaded up, fun pursued, no matter their destination.
He was secretly loving how Mikey hated Mark, and he also secretly loved how everyone else did too. He may not be able to take him one on one, but say... Four on one. Yeah, it was possible. Even more so when he had a hangover.

Mikayla rolled her eyes as she heard the boys yelling and quickly lost interest, continuing to type up her coding on her laptop. The screen was grey filled with a large amount of green lettering, some which formed words and others which seemed to just be random numbers. It all made sense to Mikayla though. She nodded absently as Eric clambered into the jeep beside her and Ashley turned the radio on, rifling through the glove compartment to find a decent cd to play.

Eric sensed her zoning everyone out with the stupid computer of hers, so he didn't really find need to say much more. Instead, he got comfortable and closed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. Maybe he'd get lucky and grab a couple minutes of nap time before they had to be whereever they were going.
((Kk this is the last one so Leena can post.))

Bradley was annoyed with Mark for involving his sister, but truly they could use another guy he supposed, especially since Kayla was going. "Whatever, go get your crap and climb in, but you sit in the middle! Leave Eric and Mikayla alone, and of course Ash get's front, no argument about it," Bradley replied and went to his side of the hummer, he climbed in with a huff and looked over at Ash. "If he messes with you let me know, I'll just rearrange his face," He told her with a grin. He knew she could take care of herself, but he still liked to think she needed him every once in a while. "So what did you decide on music wise?" He asked her quietly, so that only she could hear.

Eric's eyes snapped open. "You're letting him tag along too, B?! What is this world coming too?" he asked, his faced enraged, but a slight sparkle shined in his eyes.
He glanced over at Mikayla again, sighing heavily in his dramatic tone. "Please please make this trio better for me. Please just do something?!" he begged.

Mark was to his tent and back with his equipment in no time flat, hangover forgotten.

The city! Fuckin' Eh!

He squeezed in next to Mikayla, perhaps closer than was really necessary and Eric piled in after him, DEFINITELY closer than necessary... with some force actually.

Ya ya, she's your girl. I got it Big Tough Guy. Im still gonna twit her, just to fuck with you, lets see how you like that.

Mark was ready for a fun day.

Ashley rolled his eyes, "I'll rearrange his face," She smirked as she rifled through the CD collection. "I dunno it's getting pretty sparse, let's see...kaiser chiefs, foster the people, greenday...guys this is kind of atrocious, whose is the Beyonce CD?" She held it up with a laugh and grabbed the Kaiser Chiefs one, shoving it into the player. "I predict a riot, seems pretty appropriate right now." Ashley murmured, eyeing the trio in the back seat.

Mikayla smirked at Eric complaining and briefly returned her attention to her computer to shut it down. She scowled as Mark got into the car and tried her best to move over so she wouldn't actually have to touch him. She ignored him for the most part, focusing on something outside of the car window that no one could see.

Eric sniffled and settled against the far side of the car, keeping all his limbs to himself. He could smell the drinks on Mark, and he was almost sure he'd be happier right now being torn up by a Screamer.

((we can head off now?))

Bradley rolled his eyes as he looked in the mirror and noticed the three in the back, no one looked comfortable but Mark, oh joy. He started the hummer and grinned at Ash, at least they were comfortable, he cranked up the music and shot out of the garage, "Yippee kiyay mother.." He was cut short as he got to the gates to the barracks and nodded to the soldier that opened the gates for him. Bradley hit the gas hard, sending bits of gravel and dirt up as the hummer pulled away and out onto the main road that would lead them to the heart of New York City.

What ever else Mark thought of Bradley that guy knew how to god damn drive.

"HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AHHHHHH!" he yelled excitedly, bracing a hand on the roof of the car as Bradley REALLY stepped on the gas.