The Warehouse
"It's nice seeing you again as well, better than the first meeting when I was in here," Courage says to Alex as he places the bags he was carrying down onto an open table.
Stretching his sore muscles, he finds a chair and starts to take off his prosthetic before he realise there were still other around him, "Sorry, do you guys mind? I been carrying around that load for a while."
Courage points to the bag while giving a stern glare to Lorena.
Eagle's Shadow
Finding himself looking over the same material several times, Frey is bored out of his mind. Even as an officer of the Baron Military which has a image of poise and elgance, he yearns to get out of his stuffy uniform and don his field fatigues.
I hate being the front man for this operation, he thinks to himself as he stands from the chair he was sitting, Why did Melin choose me again? Oh right to allow myself to heal properly since office work is much safer, glad they don't know I'm going.
Walking out of the command room, Frey roams around the transport keeping his off the mission at hand. Passing the armory, he hears several voices which prompts him to look in.
"This is quite a stash in here," he observes as he passes the bulkhead.