Ghost knew. Ghost knew deep in her robotic and nanomachine filled heart one truth.<br/><br/>She was going to get into SO much trouble for choosing this particular way of escape. However, the sight of a bunch of cyborgs and a knocked out body in the small car made it ALL worth it. IF she hadn't already lost her composure so much on the mission already, she would definitely be losing it now, laughing like a maniac.  Well, she guess it wouldn't be<span style="font-style: italic">LIKE</span>one, it would be one. She pushed the thought out of her mind, giving Shark the order to head off. She shifted, lowering her head so it simply look like she was wearing a hoodie to anybody who happened to look inside.<br/><br/>"...Anybody want to stop for burgers?" She asked, one last joke for the night.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>At this point, Vindico would receive a call. "The mission is over. You did a good job. Head back." A voice said, sounding like a woman in her late forties.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">One week later</span><br/><br/>The members of H.E.A.R.T who were on the mission had not heard a single thing about it until today. And technically, the only thing they had heard about it was they were going to be told more of it.<br/><br/>They had been gathered all into a slightly larger than normal briefing room, all of them instructed to come into their civilian clothing. The room was completely empty, with plain white walls and cement flooring, which was slightly raised at one end of the room to form what could be called a stage, if one was feeling generous.<br/><br/>Of course, despite being large than normal, the room was still rather cramp, having each member of the team, including Vindico...but besides Ghost, oddly enough, who was without a trace.<br/><br/>On the stage was a woman, with short chin length brown hair and glasses, wearing a business suit. She appeared to be in her late forties, and she looked at the team with a hint of amusement. Something about this was funny to her, but no one would be able to tell.<br/><br/>"Hello, beloved members of H.E.A.R.T. We are proud to tell you your mission was a great success, and we thank you for your part in helping the group grow, and removing evil from the world." She started, reciting the usual "good job" opening line of a mission debriefing .<br/><br/>She then laughed, shaking her head. "Now that that lame as hell line it out of the way, good job. The members that were meant to be there did great, and those that weren't meant to be there did good enough we've decided we don't care." She said, giving Georgie a glance and a small smirk.<br/><br/>"Now, you all might be wondering why you're here! And why you're in your civilian clothing. Well, that's simple. As some of you most likely guess, this mission was half experiment. To see how a team would work. And, to be blunt, it worked well. So well, infact, that we've deemed it of enough worth to continue it. So, congrats, you all are going to be seeing a LOT more of each other! I can tell you're all very thrilled and excited about it." She explained, placing her hands behind her back and judging the various reactions.<br/><br/>"Don't kill each other, even if you hate each other. We have to pay for that. We<span style="font-style: italic">will</span>dock you pay." She added. "As to why you're here in civilian wear." She paused at this point, almost unbelieving what she was about to say this. "Get to know each other! Become...friends, I guess. That makes you a better team, after all. At the very least, get to know each other, enough that it'll help on missions."<br/><br/>She took a breath, heading to the second part of the debriefing. "As for the results of the mission.... Perfect. We're still not entirely sure how the device works, but we're getting there. But, what IS important is that we found out where the target  received the device.  Once we work out some minor details... well, I'm sure you all are clever enough to guess your next mission. Anyways, that's all. Wait untill we call you for your next mission, get to know each other in the meantime." She said, leaving the room without another word.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"They're going to kill each other."</span>Was the only thing she could think.