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Leon quietly brooded alone from the others, keeping that degree of immobility that only few posess. He thought about what it had been like before he had come to Alaska. When he didn't have to be a soldier.
Leon had always kept taps on X-Com, one way or another. He didn't have any military affiliation, but an occasional bribed mechanic or scientist got him a fresh scematic. He had his ways of finding X-Com's audits, lists of their purchases and the purchases of other parties, which is where he 'scavenged' most of his equipment. McManus even had a high-ranking X-Com employer who helped manage one of the smaller bases, who paid him with all of the collected info X-Com put down on paper for the Plasma Rifle and pistol.
If he was in the right place at the right time, Leon would assist, from the cover of darkness, X-Com in Alien Terror missions. This happened 4 times, including his introduction to the aliens in Hong Kong.
When X-Com was destroyed, Leon was left in the dark. A giant cast-shadow by an Alien Invasion. He had nothing to do but go where he thought the aliens would be at minimum, near the Canadian-Alaskan border. Blind luck brought him to the Cold Force.
Now Leon waited, rested on his own time, as most of the others did. Not everyone had earned his trust yet. Toshiro and Kevin were the only ones he could actually use that word, trust, with. Wychin and Michael Thornside were two people he knew he needed to learn to trust pretty soon. and Kienas was proving himself. McManus yawned, and decided he would get more rest if he stopped thinking so hard.
Written on October 29th by "Leon McManus"