It was a quiet day in Rocket Co, employees walking around and talking, standing in the hallway were the three Mercenaries: Ballista, a rather short and pixelated guy, full of fun, and an absolute machine with the firearms.

Primal, at first glance, a quiet guy driven by discipline. At second glance, a loud beast who masters in the techniques of primal ages.

Hazard, a bathroom sign. Nothing more....JUST KIDDING. A STRICT UP TIGHT GUY WHO LOVES RULES AND AN ABSOLUTE WEAPON WHEN IT COMES TO MARTIAL ARTS. Who also moves at 5fps and his voice glitches whenever he talks.

They were standing there without their leader (Agent), he obviously went somewhere on business with Victim.

Ballista and Hazard were talking about something while Primal stood next to them.