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The captain looks around for a bit before saying, "Well, in that case, I'll just…" His voice trails off when he sees a hand rise into the air, and he looks at the one who suddenly has a question to ask. Ami stands up and says, "Should we be expecting any kind of threat while we're guarding the President?" Her tone is neutral, but there's something in her voice that you recognize: an expectation of violence and a chance for glory on the field of battle.

The captain shakes his head and says, "Our intelligence and the Americans' don't have anything on this matter, and thus we do not expect a serious threat against the President during his visit. As far as we know, no one would possibly want to target the President at this point of time, not unless they want to face some of the strongest military and economic repercussions the modern world has ever known." Ami nods and sits down, looking a little crestfallen by this.

"Are there any further questions?" he asks, looking around at you. After it's been silent for a while, he says, "All right, you're dismissed. Captain Altug, come with me, there are some more things that we need to discuss," as he leaves the room with Altug by his side. Everyone else stands and salutes him before relaxing their stance once he's out of the room. Balogh clears his throat and turns to the rest of the team.

"Ami, Jax, good to work with the two of you again," he says and walks over to the two of them, extending his hand to them. Ami grasps it first and they do a little fist pump before he turns to Jax, who simply shakes his hand firmly. "Pleasure doing business with you, old man," she says after Jax releases his grip. "All of us together, kicking ass and—"

"Correction. All of us playing shiny statues of protection in order to keep the politicians happy," Balogh says, wagging his finger at her. "But at least we get to have a cushy job for a while, especially if what the captain said is true. Think of it as paid vacation," he says, the glibness in his voice coming off as irritated rather than pleased; you suspect that he was expecting something other than being a glorified bodyguard.

"Well, even if that's true, I'm just glad that the four of us are back together," Ami says cheerily and gestures at you to come closer. You do so and she punches you on the shoulder, causing you to yelp and ask why she did that. "Because," she says cheekily. "Anyways, I think we should celebrate this long-awaited reunion. Bar, everyone?" she says as she gets behind everyone and pushes the three of you out of the room, ignoring your protests of needing to prepare for the mission and that it's only ten in the morning.

You return to your room about three hours later, feeling a little tipsier than usual.

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