Working alongside Kick as the main delivery line through the comms was fun, despite all, it made you enjoy your work being able to have a laugh or simply feel comfortable with someone else.

You couldn't quite place it why but Kick always seemed to have certain mannerisms that you enjoyed, his smell, how he talks and how he explains... Even how he wears his gear, simply perfect in your head so, obviously, you tended to gravitate towards his company without noticing.

How that pleased Kick immensely, all his work to spy you, to catch on small conversation in the shower stall with your friends to... Use his knowledge of computer engineering at his favour, placing small hidden cameras around your quarters. Many would call him crazy, obsessed, but for you? For you this was worth it. You were Kick's obsession and he wasn't going to let anyone get to you first.

A good example would be right now, as Kick beats a soldier's face in the sparring ring with little no mercy. How could he stop! This man had spoke such filthy thing about your body in the canteen, spoke how he was going to make you fall for him... He just couldn't hold it anymore. He hadn't noticed you staring with those pretty worried eyes as his knuckles turned more bloody each passing second.