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Neal practically watched his entire thieving career go down the tubes at this point. He was now basically a pawn in this Anti-MIRROR force for the government...this wasn't the kind of roll of the dice he was expecting to deal with. But it was the way things would go, the dice fell where they lay, and he had to deal with it. Besides...it'd all be his for the taking anyway. Best to just play along with these folks for the time being...just until he can profit properly. "Alright team, we've got new members. I want each of you to introduce yourselves one at a time, name and area of expertise, to help our new faces get familiar." "I'm John West, an engineer. Officially, I'm actually a civil engineer - or, was I guess, before joining up here - but to be honest I know more about weapons than infrastructure. If you need something built or fixed, I'm your guy." "Dayna Miller, nousology specialist and the woman who runs our analytics. I'm completely useless in a fight, so unless you need me to look at something, don't bother me. Especially not for poker night." "Definitely don't bring her, she cheats! Doesn't even try to hide it!" "Yes, yes, we're all aware. Sorry for her little outburst. We're May & Fay Schneider. May is our combat expert, and until about a week ago, I've been spying on MIRROR from the inside." "And I'm Abby. Abby Collins. I can do some mechanical fixing up too, but I'm actually here as the team doctor. I can't perform any surgeries, but I can fix you up if you get ripped to shreds out there. Try to avoid that, though." "And that's our team. You've joined just in time to get to see the world, in fact. Now that our job at the centennial is wrapped up, we're being deployed to Novaroma. The Triumvirate's also in on our little operation - they were even kind enough to send the twins our way, in fact - and a few days ago, a letter arrived saying they have some intel we'd be interested in. Hope none of you are prone to seasickness." Well this was certainly a motley crew if Neal ever saw one. They seemed to each have their own niche in terms of a coherent team...though he doubted that theirs would fair any better in the grand scheme of things. "I expect introductions at the level of our seniors by the time I return!" The young man watched the dino man walk off, shaking his head slightly. ...I highly doubt that'll be the case. Not like most of us are going to be exactly friendly towards one another in an instant...unless he thinks we will. Might have to ask what he's on and if he's got more cause I may need some. he smirked at this thought, hearing the others starting to chatter some more. "That dino's got a point. I just realized I don't even know your name. Mine's Sita, so mind filling me in on yours?" "Yeah, you can call me Ta-...er, my name's Tsurumi." "And just like that, we're friends! Officially, I mean. Actually... does anyone here know their way around a fight?" "Kinda," "Hm. What about you three?" "Depends." "I suppose I may as well give an introduction, seeing as we'll be working together...albeit against my will..." Neal trailed off at the end of that sentence before he cleared his throat, giving a smile. "Neal LeBeau, though I suppose...considering you may not know me by that name, I'll say the persona I go by in my line of work: Arsène Beau, gentleman thief extraordinare, at your service." There was some quiet murmuring from behind the table, between the team members seated back there, at the mention of an "Arsène Beau." However, none of them seemed to have any comments on the matter worth sharing with the roster's new additions. Sita, however, did. With a tilt of her head and a raised eyebrow, she asked "Who?" Neal was quiet before rubbing the bridge of his nose slightly. "Surely you jest. Surely you know of Arsène Beau, the gentleman thief that's been stealing quite a bit important things. An example, my previous exploits in Chicago...I stole the entirety of their Chinese Jade exhibit...making a profit by returning them to their rightful homeland. It was in the papers and tabloids." "Sorry, I haven't been in or near Chicago for a while before today. I must have missed that edition." In somewhat of a contrast to Sita's failure to recognize the story, there were at least a couple "Ohhhhhh"s of mild realization from the table. "Let me guess, you got caught red-handed?" Dayna asked from her seat. "From that? Certainly not, my dear." Neal pointed at Dayna, wagging a finger. "I was in and out without much of an issue. Now a chase, yes, but was never caught...until...today." He let out a bit of a sigh, waving his hand dismissively. "I suppose every thief is to be caught eventually." "Most criminals get caught sooner or later. Preferably sooner, no offense." "I feel like there was some venom behind those words there, but you are correct." Neal shrugged. "Regardless, tis a roll of dice I was presented." "And now you're here, working with a top-secret federally-sanctioned team to try and stop a bunch of terrorists. I'm sure a thief's skillset will come in handy sooner or later." "That is the hope, if I'm honest." the young man chuckled, as he glanced in Iroas' direction, hearing him speak. "Oh, I'm probably not going to work with you all." Iroas said as he ate another burger. "More than likely. Nova Roma will have their own Anti-MIRROR strike force and I'll join that." "A wonderful addition to the conversation, my stoic ally." Neal sighed, glancing at the plate of food Iroas had. When he shrugged, he lifted his arm up to him to show...a burger now in his hand, most likely to Iroas' shock, but the young man never moved. "Pity that we won't be working together, but...oh well." He took a hefty bite from the burger, taking a moment to have it process before continuing. "And to answer your question, I'm more of a...non-combatant with my skill set. But, doesn't mean I don't know how to. I just prefer not to."