06-27-2018, 05:01 PM
Debriefs were always common while he was in the army. Or military. Whatever they wanted to call it nowadays. He knew that with a group like this they were bound to have a time where they conducted meetings with one another. And if they didn't. Well, then that was just bad on their part for not being that organized. He wasn't exactly sure what he expected with this outpost though, considering that all of them were animals and mostly different species of animals didn't even like to be int he same area as one another. But yet, here he was, stuck in the middle of this mess. His ears were hidden thanks to his helmet as he made his way over. He only recognized two of the animals that were there. Bastilleprisoner and Suiteheart. As they had been there with Washington when he had basically crashlanded. He didn't feel comfortable being around other's yet, and he wasn't sure how to really react to a debrief like this. The other was giving out information that he had no idea what to say. His name was called as he was welcomed into the group. He felt like a rookie all over again when he was introduced to the top Freelancers back when he was a human. How did that make him feel? It made him feel awkward. He was out of his element here, but he was trying his damn best to make sure that no one would be able to tell how bad in a situation he really was. The armored smilodon sat off to the side, sitting down with his head held high and his body attentive to whatever Bastille was talking about. When everything was over everyone seemed to be calm with the announcements that were said. He was working on getting on the good side with the majority of those that were around here and his military mindset wasn't going anywhere. "Understood, sir." Washington would address the smaller male that had given the information for the meeting. He could have simply said yes sir, but this one felt more fitting. Then the meeting was dismissed just like that. A,s usual when it came to debriefs, Washington didn't exactly stay for long. Getting up on his dark grey paws as he made his way outside of the observatory. He needed to gather more intel. "speech"
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