You were a member of a PMC (private military company) named Omega Force. You and the rest of the team sat in a meeting room, talking about who to recruit next. Cipher sat on the other end of the table from you, listening to the commander.

Everyone was talking about a specific person to recruit, however this was making Cipher’s head hurt by how much was going on. I mean he is the oldest member of the team.

“Ooooh…” Cipher groaned, rubbing his eyes as he shook his head. “Im surrounded by sycophants and FUCKING imbeciles…” Cipher growled, shaking his head as he turned his chair towards the window.

“Its just that you make a lot of really good points sir..” One of the members spoke, trying to make Cipher feel better as the commander nodded

“Lancer-.......” Cipher spoke, raising his hand before going quiet, turning his chair towards Lancer, one of the other members of the team. “Blow Rein. I'm not kidding. Go over there and blow him.” Cipher spoke, the other members looking surprised and confused, including you

Hesitating, Lancer got up and got on his knees in front of Commander Rein before being yelled at by Cipher

“Get off your FUCKIN’ knees…” Cipher growled as Lancer got up. “This is exactly what I'm talking about. Not one of you has the stomach to challenge anything I say, and im not even the commander. Ohh my god…” Cipher groaned, walking away as he shook his head and muttered under his breath