When Comes the Raine (Rainbow Six Siege X OC)

The Bully

Nomad's POV

It's already been about two weeks since me and Dominic joined Team Rainbow and things are going just about as well as I could expect. Most of the field operators trust me well enough, though the extensive amounts of black ink in my file is enough to raise questions from all non-American operators. Meghan, Emmanuelle, and Taina all recovered from Dominic's reunion battle just fine (though explaining that particular Ghost tradition was less than enjoyable) and all three of them are still tolerant of Dominic's horribly antisocial tendencies, considering the only people he has spoken to at all are me and this goofball Australian named Max Goose, or "Mozzie" while on a mission, which is how I wound up in the situation I'm in right now.

"Come on Nick, if you don't start talking to these people, they'll never trust you while on missions with you. Besides, Max has been having to deal with Grace asking questions about you every day because you won't talk to her", I say to him while being about 90 percent sure he isn't listening. I learn differently though when I hear his low and gruff yet oddly comforting voice from the next room saying,

"Nomad, you can come in here you know, I'm not fucking naked"

"Well shit Nicky, if I had known that, I'd have been twice as effective at pestering you", I say as I walk through the doorway to find out that this room was his personal gym. I can't say I'm surprised though, the kid spends more time making sure he's physically and mentally capable that I'm not entirely sure he's not the strongest person here. "Why do you even need a personal gym kid, there's a public one here", I say trying to continue the conversation.

"Because not only is it on the other side of the base, but me doing a workout this intense would probably spark competition, and finally, you know how I am about people seeing more than just my face. If I was working out while wearing combat pants and a trench coat there'd be more questions than a TAKS test", he says without hesitation. Sadly, I know he's right.

"Fine, what about eating some meals at the canteen then, or maybe you could check out the R&D department? I know how much you love making absurdly powerful weapons", I say, too stubborn to let him stay in solitude like he does.

"Nomad, you and me both know that Six wouldn't let me do the shit I do in the R&D department, especially if he knew exactly what it is that I do. The meals are doable though, I guess" he responds, sounding as if he really doesn't want to. I smile and tell him to get ready, lunch is in an hour. He scowls and nods. I can tell that he's dreading it already.

Dominic's POV (about 20 minutes later)

I step out of the still warm and steamy shower into the cold air that the rest of the bathroom entails and grab a towel. I start the vent above to clear the steam and condensation as I wrap the towel around my waist so that I'm at least a little covered if Nomad or Max decide to come barging in. I walk over to the now visible mirror and look at myself carefully, especially the dozens of scars peppering my shoulders, arms, and upper torso. Not to forget the immense scarring around my eyes from the optical implants. I sigh and reach for my brush and hair gel, needing to detangle my hair before straightening it. It's pretty straight already, I just want to be sure I don't look like a fool.

I've already finished brushing my hair and am preparing the hair gel by adding a little moisture and rubbing it all over my hands to ensure the most of its use when I hear a knock at the front door. I check the clock and see that I still have over 30 minutes before lunch, so it'd be unlike Nomad to come this early. Instead of opening the door, I check the camera I personally put up in front of the door. It comes as a surprise that instead of Nomad or Max, the Navy SEAL whose name I believe is "Craig" is standing outside. I call for A.R.I.E.S, the A.I I designed to help me keep track of things, and ask him to answer the door please. He does and promptly tells Craig that I'm "indecent" and to come back later. Craig looks startled by the robotic voice answering the door and asks how long till I'll be "available". A.R.I.E.S says that I will be attending lunch and to come find me then if it's important. Craig agrees and walks away.