⚔︎You're Just Human⚔︎

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Things picked back up the moment Conner had gotten back from his home visit. Right as the boys made it they only had one free night before having to be woken up and told that the base was under attack. Conner couldn't really wrap his head around any of it but he didn't really have any time to do so anyway.

This was it, everything he had been working and training for was lead up to this very moment. His first official mission. He followed along as quickly as he could with the rest of his fellow agents down to the locker rooms to gear up. Changing into cargo pants, a bullet-proof vest, combat boots, knee and elbow padding. All black and each bullet-proof and flame resistant.

After that Conner rushed down to the weaponry and loaded up his belt and strapped it on. Then he placed his earpiece in and the wire down his back and off he went to find the others. He hadn't seen Damian since the previous night but he set that aside and went over to where Baker was.

There Baker told him to climb into the helicopter with the others and that he would be taking him a different route. Conner simply nodded and hopped into the helicopter.

There he stood and held onto one of the handles near the door along with the other agents. Still apart from Damian, but he was ranked a level higher than Conner so he was with the others like himself. Standing by he looked out and watched as they lifted off the base's rooftop and flew. Some agents were sitting while Conner stood along with Baker.

"Ya think you're ready for all o'this newbie?"

One of the agents said over to Conner to which his response was a shrug. After that, he heard plenty of things from the other agents. Whispering all kinds of things that he knew were about him. Furrowing his brows a little bit as he listened in to the chatter that was happening.

'Think it's real?' 'No way, look at him.' Giggles and chuckling came about as they went on about his size. Conner knew of course that he was shorter than average, regardless it never stopped him before.
'Dude's like a hobbit, or an elf' 'He's dead for sure.'

Rolling his eyes Conner had enough and was allowing himself to get irritated over it. Something he was trying his best to fix and control.

"All right, we all had a good laugh."

He remarked out to which everyone just simply laughed at him. He shook his head and glanced over to Baker who seemed angry but he /always/ had that look on his face. He then looked out on more time to see that the helicopter was landing and it was now or never to get himself as prepared as he could. So he did so, taking a deep breath and doing his best to keep his composure.

Concealing any nerves and mostly keeping his temper at bay.
He let go of the handle and started with the rest of the agents, only to get stopped by one of them. The one that asked her 'gal pal' if 'it' were real.

"Ah, you're supposed to stay put. Leave this to the big kids."

Saying as she hopped out of the helicopter. Oddly enough she was the exact same height as Conner, which made it even more annoying. Rolling his eyes he went and hopped out anyway, only then to have Baker tell him to stand down and wait a moment. He did so and looked around, trying to see what was going on.

Watching as the other agents got to fight a real fight, whip out their weapons and beat some goons. That unreal feeling came about Conner again and it felt like he was in some kind of movie. Seeing everyone kick, punch, even shoot like real-life agents right in front of his eyes.

All while he stood there standing behind Baker.
Conner began to feel like he was a kid being babysat and quite frankly he hated that feeling. The more he tried to move forward and join the others Baker would make him stay behind. It grated at his nerves and made him feel like dead weight. He wasn't someone who was obedient, to begin with, and usually was one to run off and do whatever he wished. To him, this was no exception and he was itching to go out there with the others and put his training to use.

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