Spartan Freelancer

Introductions and South

After getting settled in. The new and untested Freelancer made his way to the weapons lockers. noticing beyond a glass pane a leaderboard. Displaying the various Freelancers in a hierarchy based on skill.

"So, you're the new guy." Indiana turned to look at the Blonde female freelancer in the Orchid colored armor with olive trim, "you don't look like much."

"Can I help you?" He responds. Puzzled at the interactions with the newcomer. " who are you again."

"Agent South Dakota. And I'm guessing you would be Indiana. I'll admit when I heard we were getting a new agent I was skeptical."

"What about it?" He responds not quite sure of what South means.

"I just thought we'd get another big, bad, scary out of nowhere recruit like with Tex. But you seem to fall under more of a career soldier. Where did they dig you up?" She asks curiously, not yet quite taunting the newbie.

"ODST corps." He says relaying his cover story from the ONI fabricated dossier. "Anything else you want to know can be found in my file." He looks through the window at the Leaderboard.

"Staring at the leaderboard eh, eager to climb the ranks? Or are you nervous looking at it?" She retorts in a snarky tone.

"No. What even is the point of this thing?" He asks, puzzled by its very existence.

"It tracks the freelancers in relation to each other. everyone scrambles for the top. Carolina used to be on top before Texas came in." She explains to him. " Who knows you might make it to the top someday" She jokes to him.

"That is an extraordinarily stupid system." He responds causing South to raise an eyebrow at an unexpected response. 

"Really, no one has ever said that before." She responds surprised since no one has questioned the Leaderboard before.

"Look I don't know in what way you Freelancers were trained but I was taught that your team was your family." He responds. "They were the key to your survival and success. They were not to be abandoned if it was convenient for you"

"Well. You'll have to learn the Freelancer way of thinking. All this no man left behind stuff ain't going to fly here." She aggressively retorts

"And this every man for himself attitude will serve only to get you killed." He responds in a calm tone.

"Do I need to teach you the lesson the old fashioned way?" She cracks her knuckles as she delivers the statement.

"Are you challenging me?" he asks

You and me. in the ring. see if you're any good" She jars at him

"South that's enough" Responds the blond freelancer in Violet and green armor. "Lay off the new guy"

"Aw come on North." She responds to the freelancer sharing some striking similarities. "Someone has to teach him how things are done here. And it'd rather be someone other than Wash"

"What's wrong with Wash?" Indiana asked wondering what their issue was with his bunkmate.

"Well, he" North started before being cut oh by South.

"He's a complete loser and the worst fighter on the team" Snapped South.

"That's rude. While he may not be the best fighter. that doesn't mean you have to be a bitch about it." Responded Indiana sternly to her comments.

"Why are you offended for him. What I'm saying his true" Retorts south.

"If you keep belittling your fellow soldier and putting him down, this will not help him improve in the slightest, and will hold back his progress." He responds to South. "Are you afraid of him challenging your spot on the leaderboard?" He spouts at her. aiming to hurt her pride.

"Oh, you wanna go new guy? I'll take you right here, right now." South retorts with clear frustration in her voice.

"Alright calm down you two. We don't need a fight" North buts in to defuse the situation. "We don't need either of you at the others' throat" 

"Fine" Spits south who turns away and storms off

"I'll go after her" North responds turning to head after South.

"Well. that could have gone better." Indiana says to himself.

"It also could have gone a lot worse" Responds Agent Texas moving out of the Shadow with her helmet off. "You did well dealing with South. You certainly have a wit to you."

"I'll keep that in mind" He turns and heads out to the mess hall. This day was off to an interesting start.