Travis Looked at Rory as she came walking up to him after James was put through the gruelling vaccination process. "Just who the hell do you think you are Travis? You had your time here and your people screwed up, otherwise I wouldn't be in this hell hole" Rory said. Travis couldn't help himself and began to chuckle. "Carlyle doesn't answer to you for everything lady. He has all authority over what you can only dream about. You are looking at the UNSIA Delta Squad. I answer Directly to Gen. Carlyle and he to Dr. Jennings in all matters concering Delta Squad." Travis pulled out his large knife and began cleaning beneath his fingernails, "Hell the only reason I'm here is because Jennings respects me and my abilities. Ha! That's what the order said. The sonovabitch is afraid of me. I broke his jaw a month before I was sent here, because he sent my squad into a situation that left me the sole-survivor."
Travis finished with his knife and re-sheathed it. "So if you think the orders of that meglomaniac means shit to me, you're sorely mistaken." Travis turned to James and slapped the large bruise where all the needles penetrated. "You call me 'fruitcake', but you are the one babbling like a high schoolgirl and naming his firearms. You 're just a cut rate psycho. You stay with Angelark and follow your orders. Pray you don't get in my way again."