Oversight [Dungeon Dash] (Jackie)

Joseph had his blade sheathed near his side as his feet took him to a part of the city. Now fully inducted within the Cadets, overseeing a part of Endymion was expected. Plus, it didn't hurt to have some working experience first before put on an actual job in the future. Nothing is as bad as lacking experience and familiarity with the job as his father would once say.

Jackie finally arrived, a slight frown on his face. This time it wouldn't just be simple, contained training. This was real. While the first fight had gone well, this time there was no telling what might happen. He had stocked up on items though. It had set him back a bit, but it was worth it to be safe rather than sorry. His soulbound weapon, a plain bag was clutched in his right hand. By all rights, he appeared to just be a normal citizen. But he was ready to face something that no-one in Endymion deserved to. Protecting the innocent was a duty, and every demon slain could mean a life saved. "...s-sorry I'm late." Honestly, he had already wiped the memory of their first meeting, but this person's presence at the night of the test was very much remembered. Damn Zombie, putting it's gross hands all over his nice clothes.

This sodding loser again, it made him feel annoyed by the constant appearance of this weird kid. But it seemed to be an opportunity to create a network and to have a taste of the Cadet life anyway. Joseph shrugged and gestured him to follow. "C'mon, let's get this over with."

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Jackie followed Joseph with a curt nod. "Right. Oh, hey I stocked up on supplies too. You should take some...or I can hang onto them. Whichever you prefer." Jackie shrugged. He really didn't want there to be any casualties on his very first assignment.

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Joseph froze and was seemingly surprised. Even if his peer was some kind of weirdo, at least this guy came prepared unlike he did. But it did make the Kerrigan experience a feeling of inferiority. He was a petty person, it's just that he never really showed it. He thankfully accepted and pocketed the items. They will help ensure their little trip around this part of the City to not only be fruitful, but also to maintain their survivability. He knew that there was a limit to personal strength as his family kept telling him. Teams were necessary and he hated that fact.

Joseph craved for status and power. To work with others was such a painful and boring existence, but undoubtedly necessary to grease the gears of opportunity. He will grudgingly accept this fact and soar above the others. It would be his turn to look down others for their inferiority without having to hide his distaste. Oh, he so wished that day would come soon enough. The fantasies of fanfare would fill his mind, especially upon the idea of becoming the Queen's Royal Guard. He would have to look into any potential opportunities that would branch off the Cadet or the Royal Guard careers.

He hated the forests a lot. It reeked of earth and disgusting odors. The air would be fresh, sure enough. But, his memories of camping with his family were less than stellar. In fact, he rather would work in a construction job despite how unpleasant it was. Being so cut off from wi-fi was a practical death sentence anyway. Joseph glanced from side to side for anything out of the ordinary. But all he saw was the dark green of the trees surrounding him and his partner. Maybe this would be a humdrum affair as he expected.

It was suddenly he heard a strange sound ahead. Joseph froze and raised a hand to signal Jackie to stop. He tried to listen for it and there was another. Maybe there was something after all. Man, he hoped that this was going to be an easy night, but you were supposed to bring the bacon. Joseph quietly unsheathed his blade to prepare for combat and gave a knowing look at Jackie, obviously signaling him to follow him as his feet took him further in.

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Jackie honestly was still nervous, and uncomfortable. His teammate seemed to be good a at healing, which would no doubt come in handy. Even if Jackie felt like a bit of extra baggage, he could be useful in other ways. The items were apparently useful for letting people use their Personas more, though one of the ones he had handed over could mean the difference between life and death. Trusting Joseph was just how it had to work. He needed to make the first move, if they were ever going to be truly able to work together as Cadets. The city needed people to protect it, and that wouldn't be possible if there was any animosity. Jackie was determined to try and start positive relationships with the cadets. Now that he wasn't essentially a brick wall with a tape recorder taped to it...it felt like he could start actual friendships.

He gave a look around the forest, his hand clenching tighter around the strap of his bag. To think there could be demons here...it seemed like it could be such a nice place during the day. Jackie admittedly loved nature. From animals, to flowers, to trees, he always felt a bit more at home there. It was like there was less stress on all of his processors. Still, most of his active 'life' was spent in a gun store, dealing with all sorts of weird types. It was mechanical, and cold.  And somehow, despite still being those things himself, in some capacity, he didn't really like it.  Until they encountered a demon, Jackie would just take in the sights of the forest. He honestly began to wish he had brought a camera. Keeping a scrapbook of the various areas his duty as a cadet sent him too would be fun. Then in NUMBER UNAVAILABLE years, when the city was truly safe from demons, The Cadets could look back and laugh, fondly. At least...that's how it went in the movies.

Jackie stopped when Joseph put up a hand, adjusting his glasses, and alerting immediately. Seemed like it would be time to get to work. He took on a far more cautious air. He began ignoring the trees that had previously distracted him, and only truly seemed focused on the path ahead of them. As Joseph drew his blade, Jackie followed him forwards. Right. It was time to do their duty for their city. This would be the first 'real' fight. No net to catch them if they failed. It was time to truly show their worth.

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