Arron hesitated to enter as a feeling of worry refused to subside. His little incident 3 years ago made him wonder if the people waiting behind that door would even accept him being there. Then again, there was only one way to find out.

Arron gently opened the entrance to the Alpha barracks.

"Ha! Full house, kiddo!" A voice, familiar to Arron, called out from inside right as the two entered. They were greeted with a round table, with three humans seated around it. The oldest of the three was leaning back in his chair, having folded a while ago, watching the two others finish a round of poker. A young, scrawny man sat across from Arron's brother, watching the pilot as he scraped up a pile of poker chips.

The oldest of the three was also the first to notice the newcomers, while the two others were distracted by the one-sided game. "Ah! Y'must be the newbies! Welcome to Alpha Squad! I'm Gustav, and I'm in charge 'round these parts. Go ahead n' introdu-"

"Wait..." The pilot cut him off. "Arron? You're the new recruit? Holy shit, no wonder they were being so secretive!"

"As I was saying," Gustav continued, "why don't you two introduce yourselves?"

Izzah stood to the side not quite understanding what they meant by full house. Surely this room could fit more people in it if the group tried, it wouldn't be that difficult. Either way she stood there in silence, watching the humans speak to each other. She waited for the two male's reunion to conclude, before being asked by her superior to introduce herself. "I'm Izzah Assage, former Deamon commander, it is a pleasure to meet you all." She said, giving a shallow bow with her arms out stretched. Standing up once more she took a few cautious steps towards the table, starring over it with a quizzical look. "I must also say, I have no intent on returning to the Deamon force's so as you humans say... uh... 'don't shoot'"

Arron returned the hug somewhat awkwardly, patting his brother on the back a couple of times before the two pulled away from each other. "I missed you too, big guy. And I guess you could say that? I won't lie, it's been a boring three years out of the military." He said with a slightly exhausted expression. "I've pretty much just spent that time reading and training, all in preparation for this day!" He exclaimed, his eyes now lighting up a bit. "In other words, it's good to be back."

"It's good to have you back, kid, especially on this team." Davian responded. "Now, what say we join the others back at the poker table, eh? I reckon Z's just about shuffled those cards to his liking."

"Aren't you a looker?" Gustav joked, chuckling a little to himself. "But seriously, it'll be fine. Hell, we're about used to that kin-" He was cut off by a loud bang as the door was slammed shut with some force. All three of the pilots looked up, startled, but quickly seemed to mellow out and go back to whatever they were doing. Before Gustav could continue, though, someone appeared behind him - quite literally, in face, manifesting out of thin air.

"Aw, Gustav, you can't just talk shit while I'm not here!" The Daemon said, a wide grin on his muzzle. "Or, well, I was here the whole time, but never mind that. That's not why I'm here, no, that would be you, new kid! Let's see..." He reappeared behind Izzah, placing his bestial face right by the side of her own head as he closed his eyes and took a long, deep breath. "Definitely high-ranking. Commander? Can't be, no commander would ever defect. Maybe a rider. Yeah, probably a rider." His words went by in seconds, speaking near-incomprehensibly fast. Immediately after finishing, he moved in front of her again. "Did I get it right?" Gustav had gone totally silent at this point, staring at their newest arrival in equal parts confusion and disappointment.

Unlike the humans in the room, Izzah didn't even flinch as the other Deamon suddenly appeared in the room. However, her expression, for just a moment, became rather hostile, yet it soon returned to that calm look as the male Deamon teleported next to her. Calmly she raised her four clawed hand, gently placing it on the Deamon's face and slowly pushing him away. You could almost hear stone grinding with how slowly it was. "No. I was indeed a commander, only managed small groups. However, I could still manage to control a few grunts if the occasion requires it." Izzah responded before taking a step forward facing Gustav. "Teleportation isn't a common ability among us, especially your kind." Izzah commented towards the Deamon before turning her attention back to the human's.