Alex listens to the Lieutenant for a couple more seconds, then gives an half-assed salute and walks out the back. Noting the other three people in the alley giving each other evil eyes, he speaks up. "Geez guys, who's funeral is it? We're a peacekeeping squadron, not the fun police." Alex turns to the Militia member standing by the door. "I presume you've been briefed on the situation?' Oh, name's Alex. Nice to be working with you."
(I hadn't posted because I was planning on using a computer, but my grandparents took me on holiday so I'm stuck with a phone. Sorry for not posting I guess.)