Rick looked around at the group inside the airborn transporter. A bunch of misfit non-humans Waller put together for this mission since they can't use actual humans. A stitched together corpse woman, a radioactive skeleton scientist, a WW2 discontinued dishwasher, a fish partially out of water, and a weasel...thing...

Rick: Addressing them all Now listen, I know you're not all thrilled about going on this mission, but-

Dr. Phosphorus cuts Rick off with his usual sarcastic attitude. The glowing skeleton's face never portrayed anything since his facial muscles are see through or maybe not even there in the first place.

Dr. Phosphorus: sarcastically replying Oh I think you've got it wrong General, we're thrilled to be here and serving our country~

Bride, seemingly not amused, her stitched face tells everything that she's feeling. Annoyance. She's probably annoyed she even has to be here. None of them willingly participated in this and she seemed the most agitated about this whole thing.

Bride: looks at Dr. Phosphorus with an annoyed expression. Are you smiling?

Dr. Phosphorus: chuckles Yep.

Bride: Sarcastically?

Dr. Phosphorus: Mhmm~

Meanwhile, Weasel has to be held in his seat by about 4 seatbelts. He keeps squirming and whining and trying to get out of his seat. Apparently he had a bad time last time he was on this module.

GI Robot looked over at Weasel. His mechanical eyes matching his robotic voice. He seems to be interested in Weasel's behavior.

GI Robot: GI Robot is detecting distress. Could be be worried of being found out as...n@zi scum..? turns his arm into a gun and aims at Weasel

Rick: intervenes before Weasel gets his head blown off No. No. Put your gun- ...your arm away. He's not one of them.

Everyone goes kinda silent after that. Bride looking out the window, Weasel still being weird, Dr. Phosphorus being chill, Nina sitting quietly and peacefully, GI Robot staring straight ahead, and Rick looking over his new team..

(continue from there)