Gearing up in CLERIC armory over his usual attire, Corvus thought to himself in silence. Perhaps leaving the uniform on even until the end of the mission would be proven useful to perhaps replicate to their advantage for later missions? It was a sudden thought which had came up, and he shrugged strangely to himself as he exited the truck, proceeding to act as though he was in a hurry amongst the other CLERIC members who had ran around rampant to defend the beloved box which his squad had been after.
"YOU! GET OVER IN AREA-" a hoarse voice shouted at Corvus, causing the man to turn abruptly and eye the CLERIC soldier who seemed to take on a dominant role amongst his peers. Corvus immediately interrupted as he stood next to the truck while everyone was thwarting off their own techniques, such as Rubel with the drones and Juniper. "
SIR! I BELIEVE I SAW THOSE REBELS RUN THAT WAY OPERATING THE DRONES. EAST OF AREA 809." Nomine yelled his voice challenging the man who ran this specific sector tasked to protect the key.
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Hmm..." At first, he gave an irritating glare in response to the words of Nomine however his icy glare did not cause the man to break one bit. How can one doubt someone who sound so sure of his words, especially given the CLERIC's current situation based on their little 'surprise attack'. The CLERIC man stepped in closer, just an inch of space in between he and the man in disguise before abruptly motioning a squad of soldiers over. "YOU 5, REPORT TO AREA 809 AND SCOPE THE SURROUNDING AREA." before he turned his gaze back to Nomine, who wore a smirk plastered across his face.
That irritating smirk of his and his famous gold eyes which seemingly pierced through ones soul.
"Don't ever interrupt me again,
Rookie." the CLERIC soldier said through gritted teeth as his jaw tensed, pointing at a patch located on the vest of the CLERIC uniform which shrouded Corvus' true identity of being a rebel. The man then proceeded to jog away and Corvus quickly ran through a crowd of soldiers who ran about before his eyes recognized a box from afar.
Ah-hah.
Giving a salute of two fingers and a low whistle barely audible to no one else but his teammates a few feet away from him, Corvus motioned at himself to the box and then the rest of the members at the remaining soldiers who, although made them slightly outnumbered, should be easy to incapacitate. He then looked off to the side, striding away from his fellow cohorts as he nodded at other soldiers before hearing something which compromised their mission.
An explosion was heard, alarming Corvus abruptly before he looked at Chaos-then back at Juniper.
Shit. Now
there was conflict as the diversion had been proven useless-He didn't know if the Witch's intention was to truly help or to to cause trouble and he reached before stopping himself and damn nearly looking over at CLERIC soldiers who rushed in after the woman, alarmed by her presence. The start of her chaotic nature had already begun, or at least it was
starting to and by all means the man felt he shouldn't interfere with her hot-headed temper especially since it seemed as though she created a sort of barrier around her teammates and what they needed.
Cries were heard form the CLERIC soldiers as each and every one of them met their torturous fate. At one point a hand reached out to Corvus but diminished and he nonchalantly observed the situation, before looking back at their
runt of the pack and twitching an eyebrow of irritation. Although her ways vexed the man, he viewed it from a different perspective by trying to understand why she did what she did. Though, the simple answered appeared to be not only because she liked it-But because she probably truly believes she was being of help.
Maybe, Areisa tried. And if she did, that was another thing to acknowledge other than her compromising their plans and he eyed Juniper from afar in silence, having a feeling that she was gonna give the other young lady a hard time and be comparable to that of a 'nagging mother'.
Jumping into the APC, the keys had been tossed to Brother as he took a seat next to the man. If it was one thing Corvus learned throughout his life: It was to leave women alone when they were angry. Why were they so moody?
Especially with other women? And if it were another thing Corvus had also picked up on it was that besides him: Women were always right. And even when they were wrong, they were batshit crazy enough to make up some sort of evidence in order to win their arguments.
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You two behave yourselves~" Purred Corvus as he poked his head from behind the seat, noting that Juniper's own tangent was beginning and sitting back down properly in his seat, looking ahead. "Women." He muttered to Brother, rolling his eyes before chuckling. He then eyed the blonde, rubbing the back of his neck before asking. "
Why are they so..." He gave a true look of confusion. "
Complex?" He finished, Inadvertently listening as Juniper frowned upon the methods of Areisa and waited for his turn to speak. Although it was wise, or actually more like
common sense for every man to never speak up against a woman or correct them (as they are 'always right' or simply just downright 'batshit crazy') he looked from behind his seat and took in the tense atmosphere radiating from the two girls in the back.
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Now.. Don't yell at the girly-" Corvus had a rather bad habit of generally nicknaming every women he has come to contact with, and stopped himself midway feeling that Areisa wouldn't be to fond of his little name games. "
As I was saying, you shouldn't yell at the girl. She did do her best-I'm sure she tried to help out the group and contribute as much as possible to prove her worth. And even if she did compromise the mission, or at least nearly did-We wouldn't have the ACU any sooner. Besides, didn't we take to long anyways?" Corvus stretched his arms up in the air before reaching through the CLERIC gear and underneath his own vest to pull out a cigarette. "
Can I smoke?" He asked Rubel, taking in safety precautions before disregarding them and proceeding to light the cigarette up. "
What i'm trying to say is-She shouldn't be blamed, especially not to harshly in something she's shit at. In fact," flicking his lighter, it was clear that the small red container had run out of gasoline as only flicks were heard from the scraping between the metal and his thumb, and sparks scattered.
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If we're gonna blame her for almost ruining our mission instead of acknowledging the fact that she also did this in a timely manner and considering other 'better qualities' rather than actual 'good', we should also blame ourselves for not complimenting her weaknesses enough. Or being to slow. Or not working at the same pace as hers where we slow down since she's clearly the runt and also guide her to speed up in the process. Or, giving a poor attitude and self doubt as a leader for her to go all.... Whoosh." His hands gestured away from his face as he imitated an explosion, looking over his seat at the two women who sat behind them before looking away. "
Takes two girly.-" Corvus flicked two fingers after he stopped smacking his lighter and hissed to himself, bitterly facing the facts that he was out of gasoline in his lighter and he tucked it back in his inside pocket before removing the cigarette from his lips and twirling it in between his fingers in front of Juniper.
An obvious sign for assistance if she had a light.
"You know my respect for you is a privilege too." Nomine commented calmly, indicating that he was never one to put his two cents into those whom he deemed earned his respect. In all truth, although he did believe that Areisa was the spark of actual chaos in their mission, he simply smooth talked his way into the situation to ease it up a bit on both sides. "
Also, Don't think i'm treating you like a kid because I want to." Nomine commented at Areisa. "
Sure theres some things you need to work on-like working as a group... and communicating. But who am I to give constructive criticism to a hot head like you." He shrugged. "
If you hate to listen or hate working as a group, learn to control your temper at least, pissy missy. Your temper makes you more of a brat to be stepped all over."
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Now can we just agree to have a quiet and civil ride.... Civil?" He asked despite the argument being over but the intense aura remaining. He eyed over Ruben, slouching in his seat with an exasperated sigh.
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Women."