|| Haven’t touched the game in awhile because it’s been too frustrating. But I’m very hopeful for the next season.

|| Same here, and I’d have to agree. The game is wonderful in of itself it just needs some work.

He rolls his eyes at Mike. His head turned away, of course. He’s not looking to fight.

|| That would be /amazing./ I’m honestly way more invested in the characters and the lore behind them than anything, so maybe even another event like Outbreak or something would be really nice. I suppose we’ll have to see.

Very lucky. He’d rather not piss off the old-timer. Didn’t want to have another confrontation. He’s much more content with everyone getting along.

|| Yeah, really shows the more human side of the characters. I especially loved all the fan content that came out of it. Like you said, a story mode would be wonderful. All we can really do is hope, though.

Operators being careless? That sounds like a recipe for destruction. It seems the veterans around here have to deal with the most.... crap.

Another chuckle, watching his face light up was an enjoyable sight to see. “I’m not entirely sure... I’m not the greatest with sight seeing. You seem more the time to want to explore, yes? To wherever the wind takes you, something like that.”

That doesn’t seem very fair... He would offer any assistance he could if he knew this.

His time will pass? Doesn’t sound bleak at all. While this is true, a friendly face couldn’t hurt, until then.

Listening to his words, he rolled his eyes. Poor fella. “Follow me, Max. I’ll show you the way out.” It wasn’t an uncomplicated facility, but it was secure enough that being new he may get lost easily. But that’s why he was there to help.

“Don’t mention it.” He smiled with him. It was always nice when new operators were recruited, fresh faces and new personalities always brought new life to the sometimes dull facility. He lead the Aussie swiftly through the base, stopping at what looked like a large black door.

|| still firmly stands by Olivier not wanting to be romantic

|| pats My muse differs from day to day. It’s a struggle. Focus on something you enjoy instead?

As soon as Olivier had witnessed Max kick down the door in his excitement, he regretted his decisions— But watching him shuffle back in holding himself was another story. He could barely stifle his laugh. “Come on, we’ll get you something more suitable to wear.”

|| that short movie of Thatcher makes me wanna play Siege again gdi

Per usual Lion is huddles off in a corner by himself drinking his morning coffee.

The Frenchman wasted no time leading his company along, heading straight to their supply unit. He could surely find something suitably warm for himself there.

Olivier envied Max’s careless personality, it was a breath of fresh air from the usual serious faces. So much so he was smiling for once. “We can find everything you’d need. You’re really not used to the cold hm?” It was amusing, what was normal for Olivier was freezing for Max

Olivier stifles a laugh, rummaging through a closet of winter suites gear. “In here, you can find what you need.” He stepped away, leaving the closet door open for the Aussie. He can pick and chose as he pleases.