Pursuit Force: The White Dog
Chapter 7
(Commander's POV)
Total Silence. Andrew's attempts at a greeting had simply delayed the silence. And it was starting to get awkward. The Commander decided, seeing he was the leader, that he should probably start the introductions. "So, hey Bolt." The dog tilted his head slightly. "I guess we should introduce ourselves. Now, you've already met Dr Pertwee and the chief, so that leaves the rest of us. First off, I'm the Commander. That's all you need to know. Next, is my lovely wife, Sarah. She's one of the pilots of the group and without her, Pursuit Force couldn't have pulled off half of our operations back in the day." The blonde smiled warmly. The Commander then proceeded to stroll over to the African-American and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Then we have Preach; our Weapons and Equipment Expert. He also specialises in Heavy Weaponry; so don't upset him." Preach and Bolt immediately looked at each other with a 'CHALLENGE ACCEPTED' expression clearly written across their faces. I really shouldn't have said that. Not wanting a fight to break out, especially seeing it hadn't even been half an hour since they had met, he quickly continued with the introductions. "Here we have Gage. He's our High Speed Pursuit Specialist. He's also one hell of a Demon behind the wheel, nearly beating a few of MY records." The blonde smirked, replying with: "And I'm proud of it." The Commander rolled his eyes, walking over to the woman in casual clothing. "This is Lucy, our Espionage Expert and the second of our two pilots. She used to work for MI5 until she was re-assigned to us after her… 'Rescue Attempt' of Dr Pertwee." Bolt blinked rapidly before staring at Lucy with intent, clearly suspicious about this 'rescue attempt'. Geez, just how smart is this dog? Shifting slightly under the dog's gaze, the Commander moved over to Andrew and Dr Pertwee. "Now you've already met Simon but you haven't met Andrew. Now both of them are: Smart. And. Strange. Now that's all I know about them because they rarely come out of the Forensics Lab so if you want to get to know them better then you can always head down and find them." Bolt stared at the two men in Lab Coats, awaiting their response.
The response was: "Simon, are you sure he won't hurt me?" He looked at Andrew incredulously. "Absolutely!" "Well… there's only one way to find out…" Andrew walked over to Bolt before kneeling down. They stared into each other's eyes for a few moments before Andrew suddenly grinned and leapt forward, grabbing Bolt in a massive bear hug. Bolt yelped at the sudden assault, his eyes wide, fur standing on end. The rest of the team couldn't help but burst out laughing at Bolt's appearance.
After all, whilst they did feel sorry for him, his face was priceless.
(Bolt's POV)
The backgrounds of the team seemed pretty decent. The Commander, despite being somewhat odd, was married to that pilot Sarah indicating that both of them could be trusted. Preach seemed incredibly confident when the two of them shared a 'Look of Doom' between each other. Gage appeared to be the carefree sort of person. Lucy, however, seemed kind of shifty at the mention of this 'Rescue Attempt' but if she could be transferred from Military Intelligence to an Elite Police Force, then maybe she could be trusted. But the last two members, Andrew and Simon, seemed… rather off…
All he needed was a good look and a quick whiff of their scents before he came to a conclusion. They seemed off because, like the Commander said, they rarely went outside. Both of them had an unhealthy pale discolouration of their skin. Their eyes were dull and their gaze was weak. Definitely your average nerd.
Then Andrew questioned his safety. Great, not only is he a nerd; he's a paranoid nerd. However when Simon responded, he replied with a very odd statement: "Well… there's only one way to find out…" While the two pairs of eyes stared each other down, he couldn't help but feel a bit suspicious about what was going to happen next. However what happened next wasn't suspicious. It was just plain weird.
Suddenly, without warning, the teenager leapt forward, trapping him in a Bear Hug. He yelped in fright, his eyes going wide in panic; darting around the room at the sudden assault, picking up everybody's face. They were all smiling and laughing. In that moment, Bolt wondered what he looked like. Must have been pretty bad.
"All right Andrew. Hilarious as that was; leave the poor pup alone." The voice of Gage was music to his ears. Andrew released his grip on Bolt and backed off slightly, allowing him to get to his feet. He shook his head a few times before looking up at Andrew. He was grinning. He then turned to the rest of the team and said: "I think we're all going to get along just fine."
