After the festivities of the previous ten minutes or so, including the cool down period that everyone needed, the pre-mission relaxation time was habit. A few went to private quarters alone, to perform some checks and maintenance on their equipment. Some always had a blade to sharpen, a weapon to disassemble, clean thoroughly, and reassemble. Most of that group had some sort of protective armor that needed some patching, or, depending on whatever information was leaked, cosmetic fixes for whatever terrain the team was heading into. Some had heard of a jungle insertion for this mission, and began coloring their armor to match the rumored terrain.<br/><br/>Darkcloud had been encouraging the team for a while after the incident, and David happened to be the last one to receive her presence. She gave him a congratulations on his actions, and he gave a typical David reply. "I didn't deserve the opportunity. He just needs....oh.....the rest of our lives off of work."<br/><br/>The rest of the team went off or stayed in the break room for more...pleasurable reasons. A few took the extremity of their mate, be it claw or otherwise, and took them into their quarters, as some stayed in the break room, each pair or group taking their own space, regardless of who was nearby. He was a little surprised when Darkcloud whispered her question, guessing how she wanted to spend her preparation time the same way as much of the team. The temptation was quite strong, and it took him a little longer than normal to respond. He even gave her a hug with his whispered reply. "That I am, and I thank you for your subtle offer. Seeing as I haven't done anything like that yet, I don't want anything to cloud my thoughts on our final mission. But if you like, we can make a celebration, party of two, in either my private room, or my private quarters when we come back." He hated to turn her down on such an offer, but it was for the best. Plus, the chance of falling in love with anyone before a mission would make his actions too biased and less effective on the battlefield. He had a hard enough time focusing without having to add extra stress to it. Maybe she would take up his offer in the future, but at that point he knew she would choose her permanent mate, and he would be satisfied with any decision she made. He released his embrace and confidently walked into his nearby room, quietly setting the lock to the door after he closed it.<br/><br/>No one really knows what goes on in David's pre-mission room. Some say he works on his fighting technique. Others say he meditates with his legs crossed in complete silence. Then the occasional oddball guesses that he opens the door ever so slightly and gets off on the noises in the break room and masturbates for a while. Whatever happens in that room helps, and he's more than ready to go by mission time.<br/><br/>Everything was progressing as usual.....until the alarms went off.