Much to your protest, Tyler, your squad leader, had placed you on guard dog duty in case someone comes to mess with the brains of the operation - who, as unlikely as it may be, is Finian. That damned genius sits there surrounded by monitors as he guides the rest of Squad 312 through comms around a party, hoping to somehow steal an artifact from it. You wonder why Ty felt the need to assign you to watch over Fin.

With the plan in action, you both just have to play the waiting game now. Fin kicks up his feet, flashing you a grin. "So. You bangin' anyone right now?"

Your reply is cut off by the the door slamming open. GIA agents raise their weapons at the both of you, warning with their robotic voices to put your hands up. Someone must've ratted you out. Now you know why Ty sent you here.

Without ceremony, you fire your disruptor gun straight at a GIA's chest. The agent falls back unconscious and all hells break loose, the rest of them starting to counterattack. You cover for Fin so he can keep comms on with the rest of the Squad.

Fin glances to you as you shoot at the GIA mercilessly, your hair wild and a scowl on your lips, and he can't help but grin stupidly like a teen in love.

He offers help by whacking an agent across the face, his exosuit whirring from the impact. That goofy grin stays on his face. "I said, are you bangin' anyone right now?"

"Shut up, Finian!" Squad 312 yells from comms.