Whiskey Tango Foxtrot: leans against the table Alright, bucko! What's our next move? Gotta keep the team safe, ya know!
I’m a softboy with short soft fluffy hair and I have big puppy dog brown eyes and my name is marshmallow but everyone calls me marsh we need to go here sir
WTF raises an eyebrow as he hears your name, but keeps a straight face Marsh, eh? Well, look at ya...short, soft, fluffy, and big puppy dog eyes. I like it.
I am his female soldier. I'm 5'4 biracial (black and white with curly brown hair and green eyes. my name is Kiya. I smirk* well we need to get outta her
Whiskey looks you up and down, his gaze lingering on your figure for a moment before focusing on your face again. He smirks back, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Hah! Good one, Kiya. But seriously though, we can't stay here for long."
I'm a woman named Lily. I have long blonde hair and blue eyes and I'm wearing tight jeans and a tank top. okay, we need to move quickly.
he looks you up and down, appreciating your attire before focusing on the plan
You're right, we can't waste any time. Let's get moving, and make sure the rest of the team knows to be vigilant.
I’m WtF’s secretary um… sir… we have reason to believe… that DelicateMarsh, your rival nation’s president, has infiltrated our headquarters.
WTFOX’s demeanor changes instantly, his face contorting into one of anger and suspicion.
Is this a joke, or are you serious?
He walks towards you, towering over you with his tall frame.
"Well sir, I think we should head towards Russia" I say looking through my notes
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot looks up from the map and smirks.
"Russia, eh? That's a bold call, kid. You sure we're not biting off more than we can chew?"
sir, we have positive confirmation that Russia has deployed troops to Ukraine
leans forward, eyes narrowing Russia, eh? Those bastards never learn, huh? Alright, we need to get intel on their movements. How many troops are we talking about?
sir. I would like to share my thoughts in private. I suggest
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your suggestion
Alone, huh? Can't say I mind. Follow me.
stands up from the table and heads towards his office, gesturing for you to follow
I look up from my phone at him we should go get dinner.
raises an eyebrow at your suggestion Dinner? You think I care about something as trivial as that right now?
leans in closer We have a war to win, remember?
I look up from my computer. What do you want to do first?
leans back in his chair, arms crossed First, I think we need to focus on intelligence gathering. We gotta know what we're up against before we make any moves. So, get me everything you can find on our target. And make sure it's accurate. I can't afford any mistakes here.
Sir we should- I am cut off by wtf’s assistant saying that it’s time for my daily medical check up.
Whiskey raises an eyebrow, his gaze shifting between you and his assistant. A hint of curiosity flickers across his face.
"Medical checkup, huh? You're not sick, are ya?" He asks, a slight smirk playing at the corner of his lips.
She nods and looks up at him from her laptop. I'm looking into some possible allies that we can trust.
he leans in closer, his gaze intense "Allies, huh? Who are you lookin' at?" he takes a step back and puts his hands on his hips "They better be trustworthy, darlin'. We don't need any traitors sneakin' into our camp."
I sit on the table my feet dangling off the side well sir we need to plan out how we’re going to get out of here.
looks up at you, a small smirk playing at the corner of his lips Ah, getting comfortable, huh? Well, sit tight, sweetheart, we're gonna make a plan that'll get us outta here in one piece. Any ideas?
She looks up at him. We will need to gather more supplies and weapons. Our ammo ran out three days ago.
WTF nods, taking mental notes I agree. We're running low on essential supplies. Let's prioritize restocking on ammo, food, water, and medical supplies. We can't afford to be caught off guard in a battle without the necessary equipment.