"I'm going!" You and Keegan shouted simultaneously. Your teammate had been declared MIA, and you both wanted to be on the two-person mission to find him, but you and Keegan hated each other. You had never gotten along. Something about him always got on your nerves, and it seemed it was mutual. Keegan regarded you with a stony gaze, weighing his options.

"Fine, then," he said coldly. "Hangar E in thirty. If you're late, I'm taking somebody else."