BULL arrives at Cyn's room and knocks on the door. "Gimme a second!" She responds from inside. A minute later and the door to her room opens and BULL walks inside. He looks around and doesn't spot Cyn anywhere. The lights dim and remote candles are lit creating a setting that BULL doesn't know how to respond to. He walks over to the couch and plops himself down. His mind is too jumbled to even create a cohesive thought, much less process this odd situation he has been put in. Just then the bathroom door opens and Cyn pops out and leans on the doorframe, dressed in a sports bra and exercise shorts. BULL looks over at her and his mouth drops open.
"What are you wearing, Cyn?" She grins slightly and walks over to BULL, "I don't know just something casual. Do you like it?" She asks doing a twirl. "It's a good look for you. But whats with the lights and candles?" Cyn answers him by pushing him down on the couch and straddling him. "It's romantic right? Danica told me this was a good way to get you in the mood so..." She perks up as if she had an idea, "Wait here i'll be back!" She runs over to her nightstand and pulls out a bottle of champagne and two glasses. "I bought this because it looked good but I wouldn't know. Danica told me that having a few glasses of this would create an amazing mood." She sets the bottle and glasses on the nightstand and saunters over to BULL taking his hand and leading him to the bed. They both get comfortable and grab a glass. Cyn pours him and her an equal amount and they both clink the glasses together.
Cyn doesn't drink at all. The last time she did was at a pot luck for Halloween and she destroyed a few tables along with almost causing a mass containment breach. So when she finished her glass she was already feeling the effects. "I cann't tell you howw looong i've been waiting for you to get baack. I was sooo lonely and I missed having you inside my-" She hiccups. She sets her glass down and mounts BULL. "Woah calm down Cyn. Let me have a bit before we get into this-" She cuts him off by grabbing the back of his neck and kissing him on the lips. Cyn is extremely daring tonight wrapping her tongue around his and making various noises. She stops and quickly removes her sports bra revealing herself. "Jesus I didn't expect this from you, Cyn. You're acting different, very different." She slips her hands into his shirt feeling his chest, "You act like you aren't having the time of your life right now." She slips off his shirt and decides to lick his chest up and down.
BULL can't hold himself back any longer and gives into Cyn's seduction. His lips finds her neck and begins to suck it lightly. She wraps her arms around his shoulders and lays her head on them. His hands move down her back tracing a line with his index. He can feel her shaking, her heart sounds like it's about to burst. He whispers into her ear, "I've missed you so much, Cyn. Don't leave me for as long as I live. I can't bear not being around you." Her eyes are watery and shiny. His hands slip off her shorts exposing her entire self. Minutes later they are both completely exposed. She looks like she is about to explode from waiting. BULL obliges her by embracing her wholly. And with that the feelings of the two lovers are being released.
Afterwards BULL is holding Cyn in his arms. It stays like this until Cyn gasps and gets up and out of the bed rushing for her restroom. BULL is extremely concerned and rushes after her. She's sitting on the toilet with a worried look on her face. "Cyn, whats wrong?" BULL asks leaning on the sink. "Did you by a chance use protection during all that?" She asks horrified. BULLs eyes widen in fear, "Are you telling me I... gave you a child?!" She grabs a towel from the rack beside her, "OH I DON'T KNOW CAN YOU TELL ME WHY A WHITE LIQUID IS DRIPPING OUT OF ME RIGHT NOW?" BULL almost faints as he grabs the sink for balance, "LOOK IM SORRY OKAY I WAS EXCITED IS ALL!" Cyn takes a few deep breaths to calm down, "It's alright okay? Not that big of a deal. I am a chairwoman for Site Deltas clinic, i'll have this fixed no problem." She gets up and walks over to BULL who is still freaking out, "Look I'm not angry. Actually I'm kind of flattered that I made you that excited, but from now on lets be safe, m'kay?" He looks down at her and nods. "Great now lets worry about what we are gonna do for the rest of the day." She says.
They decide that Cyn needs to go to a shooting range. "It's my first time actually shooting a gun so don't make fun of me!" Cyn exclaims to BULL. BULL has brought two cases full of firepower to the range and opens them revealing all the weaponry. "First off you are gonna start with a Glock-17. This is perfect for you." She grabs the glock from the case and holds it like she's James Bond. BULL notices her finger is on the trigger, "Hey keep your finger off the trigger until you want to fire." Cyn blows a raspberry at him, but she does as she's told. She steps into the booth and aims at the target down the range. "Fire like you're breathing the bullet out. Exhale and then squeeze the trigger." BULL explains. She nods and breaths out. A half second later she pulls the trigger and the glock kicks back almost hitting her in the forehead. "Holy shit! I actually fired a gun!" She squeals. They both look down the range and sees the bullet has completely missed. "Not bad for your first time. What you want to do is not cup your hand at the bottom of the grip. Keep it firm and clasped around the sides. Also keep your grip solid. If it's loose you're gonna lose control." Cyn scowls and tries again. Her second shot actually hit the target this time. She gives BULL a smug look, "Beat that!" BULL smiles, "I'm here to see what you can do, not the other way around."
Cyn makes a pouty face, "Maybe I should be teaching you these lessons!" Immediately after that she aims down range and hits the target square in the chest. BULL nods approvingly, "Maybe you should..." He takes his M4A1-S out of it's case and shows Cyn, "This is a carbine. It's easier to shoot than a pistol and can go full auto, though I wouldn't recommend that at the range the target is." He hands it to her and instantly she almost drops it, "Wow this thing is awkward to hold isn't it?" She finally adjusts the stock length to fit her size. BULL shows her how to hold it, "Alright so you wanna keep your arms in like a bird that has landed. Keep your grip strong and don't be scared of the recoil. This thing is safe if you know what you're doing with it. Unless you start playing with the trigger or slam it on the ground it will not shoot unless you completely pull the trigger. Keep your legs apart like that, mhm." He gets close to her and bends his knees to get to her height, "Keep your arm close to the magazine for better control." He takes her hand which is extended half-way down the barrel and gently pulls it back to where he told her.
She has a determined face as she is aiming down range at the targets head. "All right lets shoot this shit!" She pulls the trigger and is surprised at how little recoil there was. She hears a loud dink down the range and looks closely. BULLs eyes widen, "Nice job, you got a headshot." She squeals at a pitch that almost makes his ears bleed, "Oh my god I'm so good at this! Maybe I should be the next SPARROW member, huh?" BULLs face downturns into a somber look, "Cyn can I make a request?" She sets down the gun and steps over to BULL putting her hand on his cheek, "Of course you can. Ask me anything, m'kay?" BULL places his hand atop hers and fiddles with her fingers, "I wanted to request that Fireteam Sparrow doesn't receive a member to... replace NOMAD." Cyn looks into his eyes, "I don't know if I can do that baby. I don't have much influence over SPARROWs membership. All I can do is recommend new people. I'm not even sure if I can ask that you don't get a replacement." BULL looks down with sadness, "Can you at least try? He takes her hands. Cyn contemplates this for a moment, "Of course I will."'
They stay on the range and continue shooting. They only stop after BULL gives Cyn the AA-12 to shoot. Considering it's 10 pounds to carry she was struggling to hold it already. As soon as she pulled the trigger she blew backwards. Luckily BULL was behind her to cushion her. "OWWW!" Cyn yells. BULL turns her around and looks her up and down, "Whats wrong?" She clutches her arm and winces, "That gun just dislocated my shoulder! How is that thing even in regulation?" BULL picks her up in his arms and lays her face down on a table. Her arm is hanging over the edge, "It's a posterior dislocation. Get ready this is gonna hurt." She reaches at him with her free arm, "Theres a cloth I keep in my pocket, take it out so I can bite down." He nods and pulls out the cloth, and putting it into her mouth. "I'm gonna pull down now okay? Stay strong for me." She whimpers and nods, her bottom lip is quivering. He squats down so her shoulder is at his eye height. He grits his teeth and grabs her wrist. He then pulls her arm forward and straight, in front of him. Her screams are muffled by the cloth in her mouth as she begins to sob.
He feels a pop in her arm as her ball joint has been moved back into place. He pulls the cloth out of her mouth as she gasps. Fat tears are rolling down her cheek, "JESUS CHRIST YOU NEED TO LEARN HOW TO DO THAT BETTER!" She screams at him. "I need a sling. Can I
use your coat?" He desperately asks her. "Yeah just take it off slowly." BULL sits her up and begins to take off her coat. Luckily she hasn't buttoned it up so it just slides off with ease. He ties the sleeves together leaving the inside exposed. "I'm gonna put this over your shoulder okay and rest your arm inside of it." When he is finished her crying has stopped but her eyes are puffy and red. "I'm never gonna shoot a gun again!" She exclaims. BULL laughs loudly, "It's not the guns fault y'know. You're small and the AA-12 has some of the worst recoil out there. If you were shooing YOUNGINs Hercules-1 your arm probably would have been ripped off." Cyn pouts and puffs up her cheeks, "I'm glad your girlfriend being in pain makes you laugh. Asshole." He puts her arm around her and pulls her in, looking down the range, "Trust me I'm not laughing at you being hurt. I'm just laughing at how weird this situation is. You being treated by some untrained idiot." She leans on him still pouting, "Untrained is an understatement. You're practically a butcher. And you ARE an idiot. Idiot." He grins and looks down at her, "Maybe you should help me then." He wipes a stray tear off her cheek and pecks her on the lips.
Shawn and Akumi are both laying down watching anime. "Why are Americans so infatuated with anime? People who watch it in Japan are seen as losers and shut ins." Akumi says watching Blue Exorcist with Shawn. Shawn puts his arms around her front, "Well in America and other western countries it's becoming normalized to watch anime. Honestly it's just another way of watching a cartoon. Sometimes it can be mature and other times it's perfect for kids." He mutters, "Not to mention the women are mostly hotter in Anime." Akumi pinches his thigh hard. "OW! You are an exception! There is no anime character better looking than you are." She gives him a satisfied grin, "Damn straight," She twiddles her thumbs, "When do you think we could go on a date?" He hugs her tighter to his chest, "I'm down anytime you want to go."
They lay there for a few minutes watching their show. A few times Akumi started to drift off but she always snaps awake. She doesn't tell Shawn this but she wants to enjoy every second she has laying in his arms. She is starting to drift off as she notices Shawn has fallen asleep holding her. His arms are holding her tightly as if he is afraid to let her go. Akumi understands him completely. Shawn has already lost more in the last 3 years than she has in a lifetime. Unlike Akumi, Shawn had a life and a future before he joined the Foundations ranks. She enlisted in the Japanese Defense Force 2 years ago. She was noted to be exceptional with a firearm by her superiors and the others in her unit. But she was an even better medic. On the battlefield she was unwavering in her job as a Combat Medic. She never faltered under fire and she always managed to help her comrades in their time of need. Akumi was pressed to join the Special Forces by her unit leader which she accepted. During her training in the SF she was approached by two men in fedoras and masks. "Akumi Sarutobi, we need to speak to you regarding your future employment."
Next thing she knew she was being flown to a classified site in the middle of North Carolina. Before this she has never been to the USA and barely knew any english. She was assigned to the Combat Medic's Special Operations Platoon because of her previous specialization. Akumi never really fit in with the rest of her squad. She learned english over time but was really hard to understand because of her foreign accent. Most of the time she was discriminated against
because of this with her squad mates saying, "Herro I would rike to give you sum medical attention." In a very exaggerated Chinese accent. She would just roll her eyes and ignore them.
One day her squad mates were fed up with her ignoring their bullying. She was in the shower peacefully when she hears the door open. She pulls out the razor blade she keeps hidden behind the shampoo bottle rack. "Whoever is in here get the fuck out or else I swear to god you'll regret it." Just then the divider flys open and the three men in her squad corner her. "We're tired of you acting like you're hot shit. I think we're gonna knock you down a few pegs." The leader says to her. He motions with his hand and the squad advances on her.
The first guy tries to grab her from the front. Akumi responds by kicking him in the stomach and driving the razor blade up into his jaw. The man falls down onto the bathroom floor, blood pouring from the wound. The other two men try to surround her with the one on the right charging her. He manages to get hold of her and slips his arms around her back. She does some quick thinking and runs up the wall while he is holding her and kicks off of it. The guy falls back and hits his head on the corner of the sink splitting it open. He dies instantly and his grip goes slack. She gets up leaving her and the squad leader left. He goes in for a punch as she parries it with her blade cutting his wrist deeply. The squad leader cries out in agony clutching his wrist. Akumi's eyes are filled with rage as she slowly and deliberately walks toward him clutching her razor blade. The man falls to the ground and begins to whimper, "PLEASE DON'T I'M SO SORRY! LET ME GO PLEASE!" He begins to crawl for the door. As he is about to reach it Akumi steps on his bleeding wrist and twists her foot. He screams in pain and writhes around trying to break free. Akumi locks the door and kneels down looking at his face. Her eyes seem to be flaming with rage and hate. "I don't think you will need your penis where you're going. You are truly unlucky when you decided to rape me in the shower. This will be the first and last time you will ever have a woman touch you in your soft spot. So enjoy it. Maybe I'll take pity on you and lop it off quickly."
This wasn't the case. For ten minutes the screams of the man echoed throughout the room. Luckily the rooms are all soundproof so know prying ears may listen in. By the time Akumi is finished she is covered in blood. The man has since been killed. She hears the doors bust down from outside the bathroom and thinks to herself, At least I went out doing the right thing. She gets up and puts on a bathrobe and kneels down in the middle of the room, putting her hands behind her head. A minute later and the team has busted down her door. But instead of arresting her a small Indonesian woman comes in.
Akumi has only seen her a few times, but she knows all too well who this woman is. "Hiya! I'm O5-2, and I must say I'm a huge fan of your work here!" She steps over a body, "Oops, ah thats gonna stain my shoes." Akumi is stunned and confused. "If you would come with me I would like to talk to you about your future here at this wonderful foundation!" O5-2 exclaims cheerfully.
It was revealed that those men were former Chaos Insurgency troops placed there to see what Akumi would do. "You passed the test! You were meant to kill them and reveal your wild side!" O5-2 says. "So this was all just an evaluation? What was the whole point of this?" O5-2 grins mischievously, "Well considering you passed the test you will be placed in a new unit obviously. But this unit isn't a part of the Combat Medics." Akumi raises an eyebrow, "I'm supposed to be a Combat Medic. What use would I have anywhere else?" O5-2 beams, "You'll see when you get there. Only then will we explain what your purpose will be. But now I need to actually take you there and introduce you to your new friends!" Akumi rolls her eyes, I have a feeling I'm gonna hate these people...
Looking back on those thoughts she realizes while Shawn is holding her in his arms that she could have never asked for people any better than the ones she has met. She has only known them for a few days and they have become the best comrades she has ever had. She begins to get teary eyed. She misses NOMAD terribly. Akumi regrets not getting to know him very well. But in the little time she has known him he has cemented himself into her memory as the big brother she has never had. She will go to his funeral and mourn like she knew him as much as the other two had. Thinking about tomorrow makes her sleepy as she begins to doze off.