His happy and expectant thoughts had slowly given way to an undercurrent of nervousness, and fear. The guard had just become aware of how intense that...fear had become.“I can see nothing wrong, and the guard isn’t aware of anything out of the ordinary, though he does fear something, ” Syon reported to Scotty and the Marines. “He doesn’t even know what he is afraid of, and it manifests itself as nervousness.”“There is something in the truck that is wrong, ” the Noah/meld essence of the children. She soon fell in line behind her dad and they were off towards alpha taking out any enemy they spotted along the way. “Dad watch out to your....never mind I got him. Just spawn on me when you can.” She said as she chased down and took out the guy who just took her dad out. Once at alpha she re-dropped her spawn beacon and went in search of a secluded spot to chill out in and snipe people. Just as she found one her PlayStation alerted her that she had a private message from her dad. Making sure. . that showed off cleavage, mid-riffs, legs... either all, or any combination of one or two. Michael then turned to the men in the room... all pretty much wearing the same thing... shirts and some sort of pant. Women had so much better bodies... to show off... such great and sexy variety of clothing... it seemed so easy. These kind of thoughts had never entered Michael's mind before... but he was in a particular state right now. Maybe a little shit-faced as well."Man..." he said slightly aloud. " And George grabbed his coffee, gulped it down and got right to work.Stepping back toward her own desk she saw Stan standing by it."Hello Mr. Anderson," she said smiling, "can I help you with something? Feeling stressed in any way?" No thanks Ms. Irving," Stan said also smiling, "Maggie has been keeping me stress free with 10 minute service breaks every hour on the hour." Good," Laura said, suddenly talking like a concerned wife, "this time of year seems to have a lot of people around here on.