Kyra-Fletcher

I need to work on something, so I'll start typing, shall I. A-Team!! "Let me guess. You love it when a plan comes together?!" Face ground out through teeth clenched in anger. He could hear feel B.A's muscles screaming as the larger man pulled at the ropes that bound his arms to a tree. He himself was in a similar position, except where he could see B.A had the good fortune of being tied with his back to the tree, Face couldn't turn his head without having bark and sap pushed right up his nostrils. "Maybe I spoke too soon." Although Hannibal sounded his usual, calm self, Face hoped to the high heavens that the old man was thinking up some