8 Letters and a Lot of Bullets

Initiation

"I'm in."

That was it, you were a counterterrorist now. Welp, it could be worse right? 

" Thanks six..... so do I get like housing or something? I don't really have a place seeing as both my hometown and dorm room got blown to smithereens." You trailed off. 

"Well we do have dorms but we weren't really planning for any new operators so we don't have one for you." 

'Dammit....' 

Suddenly some Asian guy with some kind of cool ass drone barged into the room.

"Six, Lion and Doc are at it again!" He complained. A look of exasperation grew on the African American woman's face and she sarcastically said," I love my job," and went out to break up whatever had happened. He stayed in the office idly, seemingly sizing you up in your still-bloodstained hoodie. 'Shit.... that was Erica's blood....'

"So newbie, you need a place to stay?" He asked curiously.

You gave him a puzzled look. "These walls aren't the most soundproof, you will find that out when Jordan and Yumiko get drunk and-"

"Okay okay, I get the point." You said almost laughing. "But yeah I don't think I have a room."

"Well I read your file and you seem pretty chill, why don't you stay with me?" He offered. 

"Are you sure? I don't want to intrude..." you said.

"Oh nah, it's all good." He assured.

"Alright bet, just show me where it is."

He led you to down a plain hallway with blue carpeting, but it was the flat kind that just barely beat tile. Each door had a number on it with a few names under it, probably saying who occupied them. He entered a door that was labeled, 'Masaru Enatsu' and below that, 'Megan Castellano,' with some weird logos below those. There was one with a drone, that made sense, but the other had a yellow background with a Roman or Valkyrie looking helmet on it. 

"What are you waiting for, come in!" He yelled from inside. You obliged and pushed open the door to show a set of bunk beds in one corner, a couch facing a coffee table and a TV. There was also a gun locker and a few closets most likely for gear opposite the bed. The man lied on the couch, taking up the whole three-person space. 

"It's Masaru, or Echo by the way.' He held up his hand and you high fived it, making a weak slapping sound. 

"y/n." You replied, sitting on the small space not taken up by navy blue joggers. Setting his feet on the coffee table, he asked, "So, what are you into?"

Ugh. You hated Icebreakers.

You: "Well, I run a gaming channel, I play paintball, and have a knack for robotics and engineering..."

Echo: "Well shit, same here."

You:"Oh, for real?"

Echo: "yeah, my gadget is a drone with a sonic burst ability."

You: "gadget?"

Echo: "oh yeah, it's not mandatory but pretty much every member of rainbow has some unique gadget or ability to help them on the field, I have my drone, that lump under the covers on the bottom bunk has throwable cameras."

You just noticed the person sleeping on the bottom bunk, facing the blue wall, out cold.

You: "Alright that's cool, I can think of something, you said you like gaming?"

Echo: "Yeah, I have a pc over at that desk." You look over to see an L desk with a red chair and an omen computer. You wondered if you could get your setup back, only to remember it had been blown the fuck up.