Ballista huffs to himself as he walks down the hallway of Rocket Corp, to Vic's office. He felt like he was being sent to the principles office, and he hadn't even done anything wrong! Not half an hour ago, Ballista was hanging out in the mercenary breakroom after a much needed respite from the groups latest mission. The merc's had managed to get 3(!!!) whole targets and even got a pretty good bonus out of it. Ballista must of been pretty pumped even afterwards because he had started a fight with Primal over the remote. It had started off as simple bickering, then Ballista poked Primal, Primal kicked Ballista, they tussled for a bit, then before you know it, the whole breakroom was trashed.

"Jeez... If anything, Primal should be here too... Why am I the only one in trouble..."

Ballista grumbles to himself. It was going to be sooo embarrassing explaining himself to Vic, especially when Ballista idolized Vic so much. I mean, the man was not only totally scary, but also super cool. He could understand why Agent stared at Vic so much.

Ballista sighs as he knocks on Vic's office door before entering. Whatever. He'll just get this over with. Maybe if he pleads enough, his pay wont get cut. He realllly wanted that new gun he's been eyeing...

"Uh... Hey Sir."