Notes: This piece is the result of a newcomer thinking too hard about...something. Yes.
"Bird, go!"
It wasn't having to go on another mission that bothered Joe. Everyone was tired from the last battle, but such was life for a team of ninjas trained to save the world. Still, he was nonetheless annoyed at the sudden call to action from their fearless leader.
"Dammit, Galactor, couldn't you have at least waited till I got outta the shower?"
Grumbling, Joe shut the water flow, dried himself as best as he could and shouted a response into his communicator. Fortunately, the birdstyle didn't cling to his damp skin as badly as he thought it would. A piece of hair hung limply across his forehead sticking out from his helmet, he didn't bother to fix it.
-x-
"'bout time you showed up, Condor. Nice forelock there," Ryu snorted, earning a smack to the head from Joe.
"Oh, shut up."