RP: Robert and Mike Who: Robert and Mike Where: team center When: June 7, 2011 Summary: teammates get to know each other
Robert was no stranger to teams. He was even used to team members changing. He had been in the Air Force not to know that. However, he'd never work with a team this small. Sure, there were only nine pilots under his command, but he was in charge of a squadron of three hundred plus people. Here, the entire agency ran with twenty-nine people. It was ridiculous. Nothing in the federal government worked with so few people. The cleaning crew at any given base was bigger than that.
Sitting at table during one of the breaks, he wished that there was more to do. He missed the feeling of flying over cities, going so fast that your entire bod felt it even inside the safety of the cockpit. Robert sighed at this rate, they wouldn't have to worry about being killed; they would all die of boredom. This wouldn't do at all. He turned to the man sitting down as well. "You're a friend of my brother, aren't you?" he asked, tapping a possible different source of entertainment. "Any stories to share?" He wouldn't presume that he'd get the stories, but he'd try.