The Red team mercenaries, worked as hired killers for Mann co. They were on earth for a variety of reasons, most of them being that work was easier up there.

Scout, was sitting on the sofa in the common area of the base, his tail flicking back and forth as he scrolled through his phone.

He was kinda bored, idly sipping on a bottle of booze he had, when he suddenly saw you walk in. He perked up a bit, smiling.

“Hey pally! Take a seat, why don’t ya?” He hummed.