OOC: I think its just that the others have nothing to add at this point.

OOC: Is over I guess, we need a mission before I start writing down Jun'Razar's family tree.

OOC: Lol, so.... We can do the briefing now? xD

OOC: I don't know, let's see how the others feel.

(OOC: Let's do it!)

Caerys made her way to the briefing room, Layairda directly behind her. She approached the console at the center of the room and pressed a single button summoning the rest of the Strikeforce to the room.

(OOC. I have a dinner tonight so I have to get girly and shit. That takes some time since I don't have as much practice with that as other females do... See you around, guys. Have fun!)

With a start, Drugaith woke up from the corner he had passed out in. Caerys's summons ringing in his head, he groaned and made his way to the briefing room.

Teras made his way into the briefing room, bumping into Drugaith on the way there he lofted a brow. "Too much drink brother?" Frowning as they entered the room he nodded to Caerys and whoever else had beaten him there.

Jun'Razar arrived at the briefing room to see Teras and someone he did not yet know, a spear perhaps? That did not matter, he decided and took a seat, the upcoming mission matters now.