"Hey, Zack, shut it! You're gonna ruin our cover."

"Ow, dude! Not cool!"

Zack Fair. The obstreperous SOLDIER who never knew when was a good time to stop being comical, even on a mission like he was now.

Zack ran a gloved hand through his slicked thorns of hair and adjusted his shoulder plate where his collaborator had bumped him in the arm to get his attention. Angry people were such a burden to his happy-go-lucky demeanour.