"Why do you always introduce yourself as Agent Carolina? Isn't Carolina easier? Or Carol? Or Lina, Lina's a nice name." It was amazing Thea had never thought of this before, as it seemed to be a mouthful, at least to the younger leopard, who was next to arrive.

As much as Thea respected the agent's strength, the only thing they seemed to have in common was them being the same species, but for now, she pushes the thoughts and barrage of questions she was going to rain down on the older leopard for now, figuring now might not be a good time. Thea had a little common sense, at least.

So she offered the stranger a grin, chirping, "Are you a joiner, or a trespasser? 'Cause if you're a trespasser, I call dibs on fighting you. I'm Thea, by the way. It's nice to meet you!" The bubbly attitude might catch Versailles a bit off guard, maybe because Thea tended to hope that people at the border were trespassers, and hostile. Give the Starstruck Guardian an excuse to prove her strength. 

He was injured. It was a pain in the ass. He knew that he shouldn't had faith that his former friend was actually his friend after what Carolina had ended up telling him. Washington believed that there was a chance that Maine was actually still in there but it seemed like he had been wrong and paid the consequences. His left arm was broken and out of use, and he had received several other different wounds in the process. Carolina was worse off than him though, as her ribs were broken as well as her jaw. Washington had been trying to keep an eye on her, but trying to track down someone that walked a little bit faster than him wasn't exactly the easiest thing to do. Washington was still struggling with trying to figure out how to walk on three legs when he could barely walk on four correctly. His left arm in a splint and he was forced to have it up into the air so that it didn't touch the ground so that there was no pressure put on said leg. Having being beaten in a fight had been harsh for Washington, but he knew that it was worse with Carolina. Church was gone and they were going to have to deal with the consequences of such. Why his former friend would take a simulation trooper Washington isn't exactly sure.

This meant that just like Carolina, Washington wasn't exactly in the best of moods either. It was slow going, and each move jostled his broken leg. With the weight that he constantly had on his back, it meant that he could barely keep up the weight without it actually hurting him in the process. Washington approached after Carolina did, and turned to look at those that were questioning her about her name. "Because that's our name. That's all there is to it. We don't have any other names." Washington seemed to say sternly to the both of them. Why did it matter? It was no inconvience to the either of them. The lion-sized smilodon turned to look at the one that Carolina was talking to. It was a domestic cat. Washington shifted his position so that he could easily stand without topling over. No one could see the expression that was behind his helmet, but it obviously wasn't something that would be nice to see either. One of the pros of having a helmet in the first place compared to Carolina who had no armor. "Agent Washington." The Freelancer introduced himself before turning to look toward Carolina. Lowering his head slightly because he could already see by her stance that she wasn't exactly pain free either. "You should be resting." Washington would state toward Carolina, and it almost sounded like he was scolding her. He should be resting to, but his injuries weren't as severe as her own.

The Freelancer takes notice of Imperia saying the same thing to Carolina. His coworker probably didn't like it, but if she lashed out Washington couldn't care too much about it all. He had been yelled at before eand he could take care of Carolina if she got into one of her heated moments. He looked over toward Imperia because he knew for a fact that she was probably going to say the same thing for him. At least he could move without the potential of breaking another rib in the process though. He offered Imperia a small nod of his head in greeting, before shifting his position again. Raising the arm that was in the splint a little bit higher. The bandanges that were on his body dotted with blood from where the enemy had attacked him with its claws. Uncomfortable, but he felt worse. At least in oneof these times he wasn't close to losing his arm. "speech"

Beverely was next to arrive, and seemed to agree with Thea's thinking: that Agent Carolina was a mouthful. "Yeah, and kinda intimidates people, I think!" She paused at Beverly's next question, trying to formulate words for it. "Well, when I was little, I got into a lot of fights, and lose. Mom always made me go out and challenge them again and again, to win. Then she would tell me she was proud. So I'm stronger now. But I haven't been able to prove my strength since I got here." Thea wasn't quite aware this was something she should keep to herself. This was how every kid's parents were, right? And it wasn't something she disclosed to everybody for that reason. Because she thought it was normal for parents to want their kids to be strong. Still speaking in a bubbly tone, as if it was completely normal for a mother to treat a child like that, Peri's words raised another question in the young leopard.

"So, wait, is her first name Agent? Then would Agent Washington's first name be Agent, too? Is that why they use their full names?" If so, that would answer Thea's question, if not, that would just raise more, and she looked to the three she knew, as well as the stranger who was probably a bit baffled at the odd group of creatures here, and Thea wouldn't be surprised is she moved onto the next group with tales of how batshit crazy the Ascendents were.

Before Beverly could answer her question, it appeared Washington ruined the whole thing, and Thea scowled, annoyed he wouldn't give a reason besides the 'it's the way it is'. "So, what, you don't like nicknames?" Her head tilted in confusion.

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