Know the Eggs in the Nest

[Roman Lyons]

[Made for: Tavis Daley , JoAnna Blake , Dameon Sesay , and Ivy Villanueva ]

All of the privates from the Phoenix unit came together to take care of business. Kind of.

One by one they would enter the room, finding only their unit leader, Specialist Lyons, present and waiting. He sat at the circular conference table with his hands folded and resting in front of him. His eyes would move to the door and catch the eyes of the person entering, though instead of greeting he would simply nod in acknowledgement.

The Privates had quickly learned that Lyons was not a man to be trifled with. He was not chatty and bubbly like Specialist Naveen, and he did not respond well to insubordination. Lyons was a serious man, perhaps stiffly and boringly so...but anyone with keen perception, perhaps specifically Ivy--who had seen his little episode during her initial training--would know that there was so much more to the stone-faced man than stiff rigidity. What they witnessed was only a layer to the soft core that rested not too far within.

Back to business. This meeting wasn't about Roman Lyons. It was about his new nest of eggs that needed to learn to work as one. They were a unit, and they would be the best damn unit that Unicans had ever seen.

"Today we are going to participate in team building conversations." Lyons droned once the last of the unit had entered, reading his script from the clipboard he held in his hand. "It is pertinent that our unit, though made up of many, be one unified force. Complimentary powers alone are of no consequence. The essence of the unity comes from within the individuals." Lyons looked up over his page to glance towards Joanna and Ivy. He then looked back down and continued, "The unit must form bonds that are deeper than reliance. Yes, the tank will rely on the artillery to defeat the enemy he is attracting, the artillery will rely on the snipers to cover them, the tank, artillery, and snipers will all rely on the healer to keep them alive, and the entire team will look to the leader for guidance and orders." This time Roman's glance found Tavis and Dameon. He then put the clipboard down.

"Okay, everyone stand up." Romans did so himself as well. The corner of his mouth twitched just a bit... "Everyone...come together for a group hug." A quick eye would notice that the paper on the clipboard was blank.

[JoAnna Blake]

JoAnna came in with everyone else. Not looking at anyone. She kept to herself, was silent, as her blue eyes fell on Roman. She took her seat and listened like the good private she was. Completely ignoring Tavis's presence. She wasn't fond of Mr. Sparky. For one thing he liked to give her hair a mind of its own in the middle of the night every now and then, and it didn't sit well with her.

She sat up straight in her chair, hands folded in her lap properly while she listened to specialist Lyon's speech. She took note of the fact he did not mention infiltrator at all. She had the sudden urge to want to please Lyons. She could be useful! She could be depended on! Sure all she could do was turn herself invisible, but she had other uses. She was good with her hands. Her eyes flickered to look at every face in the unit. You can depend on me...Even you stupid Tavis... She thought. She wasn't some weak blubbering blonde. She had a mind and knew how to use it.

She stood when Roman ordered them to stand. Brushing a strand of hair behind her ear she waited for his orders. She didn't even flinch, or show any emotion when he ordered a group hug. At least on the outside. On the inside she was grumbling profusely. Not wanting to be touched. Course Jo had never really been touched. Affection was a foreign thing to her. Her parents had always kept her at arms length because of her traits, and she never had any real friends. She realized then that this was going to be her first hug. Ever. A brief look of panic formed on her face. What if she hugged to tight? Or not tight enough?! What if someone thought she was a bad hugger! She didn't want to be a bad hugger! She definitely didn't want to hug Tavis. She shivered in horror at the thought of hugging the man. JoAnna followed whoever started the group hug's lead. She realized she was shorter then everyone, besides maybe Ivy. She felt incredibly tiny and dainty, next to all the tall men. Her strong arms wrapped around the large frames and felt herself being pulled into someone's side tightly.