F/N's perspective
It was a peaceful morning at Night Raid HQ. Birds were singing in the forest, the morning sun shined brightly through the windows...and men were yelling at the top of their lungs in the common room.
Tatsumi: "Haaaaaaaaa!"
Lubbock: "Grrrraaaa! I will not lose!"
Tatsumi: "Neither will I!"
F/N: "Come on, Tatsumi, you got this in the bag!"
Bulat: "Lubbock, remember your training!"
We cheered as Tatsumi and Lubbock were in the middle of an arm-wrestling match. Both young men had determined looks on their faces as they struggled to outdo the other. Beats of sweat started to fall down Tatsumi's forehead as his grip began to waver, his arm trembling slightly as Lubbock's eyes widened, noticing the opportunity for his victory. However, this only was to be tricked as Tatsumi quickly blurted out a distraction.
Tatsumi: "Wait, is that Leone naked?"
Lubbock: "Wait! Where-gah!"
He yelled out as his hand slammed into the wooden table, Tatsumi releasing his hold on Lubbock as he pumped his arms into the air.
Tatsumi: "Haha! You fell for it!"
Lubbock: "Oh come on, that was cheap, and you know it!"
He yelled, rubbing the back of his reddening hand. Lubbock, having challenged Tatsumi to an arm-wrestling match in an attempt to prove that he was still stronger than him and blah blah fragile ego blah blah, you get the gist. The only reason why Bulat and I were dragged here was that he wanted spectators for his victory, which from the start, I already knew the result. Sure, Lubbock had trained with us, but like me, his skills required more brain than brawn, thus why he was bound to lose.
Bulat: "Well, maybe you shouldn't let your desires take over from your task next time."
F/N: "Yeah, don't think with your dick for once."
Lubbock: "Says the guy with bitches all over him."
He said, staring at me as he shook out the pain in his hand. However, I started to laugh a little as a shadow began to form over Lubbock, the man gulping as he slowly turned around to see Leone cracking her knuckles.
Leone: "What did you say, perv?"
Lubbock: "Nothing! I said nothing! Nope! Nothing at all!"
He yelled in a squeaky tone as Chelsea and the others, excluding the boss, walked into the room, Mine groaning as she rubbed her ears. A look of annoyance covered her face as she looked at the blubbering buffoon.
Mine: "Just shut up already before I shoot you for making me go deaf."
Her glare directed at Lubbock instantly shut him up as everyone took seats around the coffee table. As everyone got comfortable in their seats, Mine looked over at Chelsea as the Auburn-haired assassin popped a new lollipop into her mouth.
Mine: "So how'd the mission go, Chelsea?"
Chelsea: "Well, I guess. However, there must have been a leak about the mission cause the Jaegers almost caught me, but the bastard had a few cats, so I could hide till they left. Still, it was a little too close for comfort for me."
Mine: "Damn, your Imperial arm does have some good qualities. I don't know what I'd have done if I got caught."
She said, a hand moving to rub her chin as I assume she was going through the scenario in her head. Chelsea leaned back and closed her eyes, a confident smile forming as she spoke.

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