"Is that so wrong?" He asked mildly, not even bothering to hide his intentions. Curse words were the shared tongue at Hereford base, and even the slowest of learners picked up how to curse like a native in every available language. It was a stupid thing to be proud of, but the prevalence of Quebecois sacres over continental French was something he'd always remember as a small victory. That, and there may or may not have been an ongoing bet to see who could get Legolas to say something particularly rude.
Buck waited with his rifle laid across his chest, waiting with poorly disguised impatience. The recruits had set up formation, with two already on another floor as part of a short recon. "Just in time to join the action." He said with a raised eyebrow, gesturing to the action happening around him. They'd already confirmed the ground floor was empty, and according to the pointman, so was the top floor. "Basement's our best bet, and you know how much I adore floor breaches without a proper enemy count." He jabbed a finger in the direction he'd set up his charge, a small panel of flooring he judged to be thinner than the rest. "It will be a louder entrance than planned, but so was the rest of this op. I'll be leaving the team to watch our backs, and we'll be the ones at ground zero."
With the plan explained, he paused, pursing his lips into a thin line before shaking his head, letting out a rare show of annoyance while on mission. "This isn't a volcano as much as it is a minefield. Too much unknown, and too few of us to make sure everything goes properly to plan." It's a complaint, and he knows fully well how useless it was to gripe, but they were both professionals. Letting off a little frustration wouldn't hurt morale.
He passed the detonator to Legolas with a shrug of his shoulders. "But that's life. We're together for defusal, unless you think I'd only slow you down." Ayyyy. Before waiting for an answer, he gave a curt command over comms, telling them to set up for defense their mothers would be proud of.
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Buck waited with his rifle laid across his chest, waiting with poorly disguised impatience. The recruits had set up formation, with two already on another floor as part of a short recon. "Just in time to join the action." He said with a raised eyebrow, gesturing to the action happening around him. They'd already confirmed the ground floor was empty, and according to the pointman, so was the top floor. "Basement's our best bet, and you know how much I adore floor breaches without a proper enemy count." He jabbed a finger in the direction he'd set up his charge, a small panel of flooring he judged to be thinner than the rest. "It will be a louder entrance than planned, but so was the rest of this op. I'll be leaving the team to watch our backs, and we'll be the ones at ground zero."
With the plan explained, he paused, pursing his lips into a thin line before shaking his head, letting out a rare show of annoyance while on mission. "This isn't a volcano as much as it is a minefield. Too much unknown, and too few of us to make sure everything goes properly to plan." It's a complaint, and he knows fully well how useless it was to gripe, but they were both professionals. Letting off a little frustration wouldn't hurt morale.
He passed the detonator to Legolas with a shrug of his shoulders. "But that's life. We're together for defusal, unless you think I'd only slow you down." Ayyyy. Before waiting for an answer, he gave a curt command over comms, telling them to set up for defense their mothers would be proud of.