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It had been quite an eventful day, that’s to say the least. Having nearly exploded and then drowned mere hours after escaping from whatever Russian hospital you’d been cooped up in, the warm presence of being reunited with the rest of your Teammates a very welcome one. But that’s not to say the eventfulness of this Mission was over - no… it’s really just beginning. As Ethan begins to lay it all out, you simply sit back in the built-in bunk bed you’d almost instantly claimed when you’d clambered into this train car, minutes ago. A warm cup of coffee, courtesy of Benji, is cradled in your grasp and inwardly, you’re hoping the caffeine doesn’t hinder your ability to sleep. You’re utterly exhausted, as is everyone else in the room, notably your Partner and the Analyst the pair of you had somehow managed to pick up: William Brandt. Understandably fatigued, though. After all, who wouldn’t be after having pulled yourselves from a freezing Russian river and walked for who knows how many miles, shivering against the cold and your damp clothing. But, now, you’re warm… and safe - your assailants won’t find any of you here. That thought sticks with you as you let out a chuckle, zoning back in on the conversation. “And how would you suggest we just snatch the codes?” That’s Brandt’s voice, sounding unfamiliar and rather bored. “We take her out.” “Yeah. We take her out. But you know, discreetly.” Shaking your head you merely share a humored glance with Ethan, who appears equally as perplexed as the Analyst in this moment. But as the Agent continues to workshop the next pieces of the Mission, his voice eventually falling silent and instead replaced by the sound of your Teammates keeping themselves occupied and prepping for tomorrow, you find yourself drifting into a light slumber. The steady hum and clack of the rails beneath you as well as the tones from the music you’d queued up on the rather beaten up Walkman you’d found stashed beneath the pillow on the bunk you now lie in following down after you… with a rather uneasy feeling being drowned out by the comfort of knowing that you’re not alone - you have a Team to back you up.

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