The hunters were gathered around a large table, what they could call breakfast was settled atop the table. Leftovers from their evening meal, consisting of synthpaste rations and scraps of canyon eel from the previous night- Hank had been sure to make sure the eels were dead this time, Lazarus had watched over him whilst he cooked, resisting bringing back the cooked creatures. Bucket's chassis stood idly in the background, unused for the moment. The rest of the hunters sat co-ordinated. The medics of the team sat at one part of the table, Cabot and Hank another, the trappers, the assaults. The team was unusually quiet for once, not much noise could be heard apart from the obvious chewing and snaffling noises as they ate their morning food.
Though a small creature was heard, squeaking and clawing at the table legs.
Hyde had brought the blitzleopard with him, it was seemingly attached to him now, used to his scent, presumably it'd bonded and assumed he was it's parent now. The blitzer whined and squealed, climbing up into Hyde's lap and snaffling his breakfast. Hyde sighed, resting his elbows on the table, head in his hands.
"Get that fuckin' animal off the table Hyde." Abe snapped. He obviously held grudges due to the events of the previous night. Before Hyde could open his mouth to back chat, Maggie growled at Abe.
"Abe. Put a sock in it before I do it for you." She snapped, seemingly offended. "If he can't have a pet at the table, neither can I. Seems only fair, don't you agree?" She looked at Daisy, her loyal companion sat on a bench beside her, eating at the table. Abe snorted, ignoring her and resuming his breakfast.
"Didn't think so." She muttered, looking up at Hyde, a blank expression across her face. Hyde stared back at her, flashing a grin at her briefly.
Cabot stood up, his arms behind his back. "Alright team, you know the drill. Groups of four as planned by myself. Bucket-"
Cabot paused, looking at Bucket's chassis.
"Bucket."
"Yes sir?" Bucket's metallic voice echoed through the intercom, the AI in the ship.
Cabot continued. "You'll be in charge and grouped with Hyde, Caira and Abe. Keep an eye out."
The three looked at each other. Hyde's eye narrowed, Abe's face turned sour, and Caira continued to stare awkwardly between the three of them.
"Hank. I want you with Val and Maggie, James, too. Lazarus, Markov, Griffin and I will form as a team.". Markov's face seemed a little stressed, he frowned. He'd not be able to go with Val, though he still had Griffin to fall back on- a huge fan so it seemed. It would suffice.
Cabot stated once more. "Alright, now that's settled, I want you all to prepare yourselves. We head out in 15 minutes. Get what you need and let's go."
"Sir." The team stated in respect. Everyone returned to their rooms to grab necessities.
Hyde strapped his shoulder guard on tightly. He threw his gear over his back, sliding his gauntlet on with a grin, connecting the fuel hose from his gauntlet to the tank on his back.
Caira took up her launcher, slotting her grenades into it, clicking it shut, secure. She grabbed her hat from her hanger, fixing it up on her head.
Abe, planted his hat on his head, catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror from the corner of his eye, winking slightly to himself. He grabbed his boots, slipping into them and buckling them up.
Hank made sure his shield projector was charged up, Val the same with her regenerative beam gun. Maggie and Daisy prepared themselves by stretching out their limbs, sure not to cramp up on the battlefield.
Parnell clambered into his supersoldier suit, casing himself inside firmly.
Griffin loaded up his harpoon launcher and SMG, flicking the safety on. He strapped both the launcher and a soundspike onto his back, taking his hat from his bed and sliding it on in his signature way.
Markov skimmed through a Griffin Hallsey comic, pumping himself up looking at the action scenes. He rose up, holding his lightning gun, activating it- the air around it crackled menacingly, he nodded, baring his teeth with a growl.
Ðorde slipped his Lazarus glove on, staring at the sparks from the palm, his teeth showing, a grin spread across his face.
Cabot stood in front of the teams, arms folded.
"We all know the risks, but we're here to get the job done. Lets do this as nice and clean as we can, but always expect casualties. Prepare yourselves, we drop momentarily."
The first team of hunters- Team Parnell- stood in the elevator, going down for the drop. The ship hovered above ground, the dropship doors could be heard opening from upstairs.
"Alright team. We got this." Parnell stated, fixing his goggles over his eyes. Team Parnell dropped down by the weather control tower.
The dropship doors closed, as it moved into another location of Shear.
Team Bucket moved down for the next drop- their location: The Aviary.
"Mr. Cabot would like me to babysit you, as you would-"
"Shu'rrup, Robot." Hyde grunted.
"Absolutely." Bucket responded.
Team Bucket dived from the dropship, the Aviary opening up as they entered the area.
The last team left was Cabot's, they were in charge of securing the fusion plant.
"Ah. Another wonderful day on Shear. Thrilling, isn't it." Ðorde stated. Cabot nodded once, the dropship opened its doors once more, the four dropping through the air.
Another wonderful day on Shear, indeed.