"It better." Raleigh laughs and grabs his brother in the ribs from behind - a small mounted sneak attack - before quickly dodging to the side and coming to stand in front of him. Sure, he's a little tired, but in comparison he looks bright eyed and bushy tailed.

And why shouldn't he be? It hadn't quite hit until people were starting to arrive, but he's never been more exited. And sure leaving home isn't perfect, and he's pretty sure the humidity might kill him, but Yancy, we're stationed with Striker. This is going to be awesome. Plus, the newest complex and Academy gets the newest tech and being able to play with that is almost good enough on it's own.

"C'mon, eyes open, you look like a zombie."