Shortly after eating, Commander Faraday stepped out into the hall, beginning to walk down what looked like a seemingly long tunnel. Her footsteps echoed throughout the halls. There was an eerie silence as she stepped down the hall. Paranoia soon had her in its hold. Her ears perked at points in which she thought she was being followed. Looking back every few moments, she could finally announce herself safe. And it seemed that she had almost re-enacted the events of meeting a certain subordinate named Nexus. Yes, this has happened probably around 10 or 11 times, Faraday lost track. Faraday turned the corner, heading to the right where she was met with a white, human-like mask with a blank expression. Black filled the spaces for the eyes and mouth.
Faraday screamed, moving backwards and falling on her back, "Goddamn it!"
The figure moved forward, in the same arctic-camouflage fatigues, the figure removed its mask. It was Nexus. He had white hair, and a pair of bright red eyes, he had a huge grin. His head had about two strands of hair sticking up. Nexus crouched down to Faraday, exclaiming, "I got you again, didn't I?!"
As Nexus began laughing, Faraday just laid on her back, staring up at him, "God, what the hell?" she said.
"My bad. Here." Nexus let out his hand for grabs. Faraday gripped his hand and was brought up by him.
"This is about the 11th or 12th time you've done this." Faraday told Nexus, rolling her eyes.
"12." Nexus corrected, "Anyways, happy birthday. Couldn't get you a present, but we need to talk in my room."
"Yeah, Scof told me." Faraday acknowledged Nexus.
"She did? Got ahead of me, that little…" Nexus shook his hand, expressing anger. "Eh. Anyways, come along, now."
And so, Nexus began leading the way down the extremely long hallway. Some personnel were on the side of the halls, exchanging some words about activity that Faraday never was acknowledged, or told of. They eventually reached Nexus' room, where Faraday took a seat on a wooden stool, and Nexus sat on the side of his bed. The familiar grey walls making the room seem insignificant.
"So, what's happening?" Faraday asked.
"Well, as you've probably heard, we've being sent to deploy into the planet of Jone on the 25th of December. One of the battalions there was completely wiped out, and has reserve forces covering their spot at this time." Nexus explained.
"So, we've being sent to cover them?" Faraday continued.
"Yes. Considering the surplus of mechs that we've received, we're battle-ready. However, we've being sent on the 25th instead of now due to transport complications."
"Complications?" Faraday asked.
"The dropships that will transport them to their home bases will literally be landing into hell. The Church of Holy Light have recently established anti-aircraft, and their Paladins aren't making ground-based assaults on them any easier." Nexus answered.
"Understood. What should we do in the meantime?"
"Command is suggesting exercises with the new vehicles and weaponry. Better have those skills fresh, they might save your life out there." Faraday said.
"I see. We'll be at the Range more often, then."
"I'll put that order forth for you." Nexus promised.
"Right. Thanks." Faraday stood, beginning to leave the room.
"You have a nice day!" Nexus yelled after her as she left.
"Yeah, you too, I guess." Faraday responded.
And she began to walk down so that she may check in on Deadeye, who is most likely bed-ridden, and too lazy to wake up.