Putting together our intel

[coffeenottea]

Will has learned not to call meetings. (Meetings are boring) So, he's discretely collecting everyone's experiences in the Cabal base. He's dying to know if anyone else saw the black super soldiers

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[badass_teddy]

Leo usually avoids the water, being the son of a sky god and all that, but after the last letter from his Uncle Aaron inviting him to a birthday party, he should be safe.

Which is why he is currently doing some rather impressive lines in the water, bobbing in out of the surface like a great muscled dolphin.

[coffeenottea]

Will watches, impressed from the side, waiting for Leo to take a break. It's warm and pleasant in the pool room and he takes off his shoes.

[badass_teddy]

He stops on the edge of the pool, pushing his wet hair out of the way, ignoring the fact that it has begun to curl, and smiles at Will.

[coffeenottea]

"How's the water?" Will asks, grinning at Leo's hair and noticing how different he is from Tesla.

[doctor_weevil]

Owen isn't in the pool, too jumpy to try that without Will - he's getting in some practice on the firing range instead. He's grumpy and tired, but with a lot of effort, not visibly so. He's also too stubborn to admit that he could really do with a rest and going back on his meds.

Will might find him yelling at a wooden target, simultaneously wondering what would have happened if he'd actually emptied his gun into that Cabal freak all in black; the one he beat up instead.

[coffeenottea]

Will saunters in, grinning as he leans against the door. "Showing it who's boss?" he asks, watching Owen destroy the target.

[doctor_weevil]

Owen jumps about ten feet, wrenching his protective headgear off to spin around and aim the gun at Will.

Then he sees who it is. "Oh..." He wilts, lowering it and rubbing a hand over his eyes. "Shit. Sorry. Yeah, I'm... yeah."

He throws the gun onto the bench and shoves his hands in his pockets, trying hard to focus on Will.

[coffeenottea]

"It's okay. It's a target. I think we buy them in huge bulk orders." Will smiles gently at Owen. "Doing okay?"

[special_weapon]

Ashley can be found in the gym, beating the crap out of a hapless weight bag. Leia's decided she's sticking close to her person and is currently sprawled in a patch of sun, snoozing lightly. Anyone entering the room will probably get a greeting yip.

[coffeenottea]

Will is yipped at and grins when the puppy decides he's not trouble and lets him approach. Watching from a safe distance, he's grateful he's not going to be on her bad side. Ever, if he can help it.

He puts his hand out for the puppy and waits for Ash to take a break.

[special_weapon]

Leia scampers over for a scratch behind the ears and sits on Will's foot, tail wagging, a paw on his leg.

Ash finishes the sequence she'd been doing and and steadies the bag.

"Hey Will."

She's only been avoiding everyone a little.

[coffeenottea]

"Hey," he tries lightly. She seems a little reserved, but it is a Magnus trait. "Got a second? I've been trying to figure out just how many commandos in black the Cabal has."

[desert_blade]

Ardeth is in the gym attacking the punching bag. Whilst his punches aren't weak there not as powerful as Ashley's but he hits the bag much more frequently.

[coffeenottea]

"Almost invisible hands," Will teases.

[desert_blade]

Ardeth stops "I wish."

[coffeenottea]

"Would be useful, wouldn't it?"