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ONE: The New Recruits
Topic Started: Nov 24 2013, 06:48 PM (2,709 Views)
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Rob's breath caught in his throat, and he very seriously contemplated locking his office door and doing all sorts of wonderful interesting things. But he had stuff to do and he had thrown his lunch at Westlake's head, and missing breakfast, so hunger overruled him.

He leaned into Emmanuel, just slightly, close enough to kiss him again, and he wanted to, but he raised a hand and delicately placed a finger against the other man's mouth. "Later," he replied quietly.

He pulled himself out of Emmanuel's grasp and stepped through the door.

He wanted, wow did he ever want. But he'd at least have to talk to Westlake before he did anything durastic. Like tossing him against the file cabnit and kissing him senseless? his mind snarked at him. God damnit.

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Westlake had retired his underlings to supper, and a good portion of them sat together in the Mess Hall. Westlake sat alone, eating some sort of watery mush that the kitchen staff was attempting to pass off as mashed potatoes. The underlings were pissed at him for the work he put them through, extra so, since they didn't believe that he should be able to hold any authority over them, considering Westlake was a civillian doctor and they were goddamn soldiers. Westlake could hear their jeers and angry mutterings, but chose to ignore them, dodging the ocassion stray pea.

Pick your battles and all that.

Besides, Westlake was more of a 'cause shit and run away' sort, and not much of a fighter. In retrospect, it was sort of surprising that he wasn't constantly getting his ass kicked for his stupid shenanigans, but he imagined he had Rob to thank for that, considering the Major's "Be nice to the civilians or I'll drive you two miles into the desert and make you walk back" rule.
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A chorus of yeses flitted through Emmanuel's head as Rob leaned in close. He held his breath and was immensely glad he had showered after the flag event. He certainly hadn't expected to get into Rob's pants so soon, but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. So he closed his eyes half-way and pursed his lips ever so slightly.

And was incredibly disappointed when only a finger touched his lips. He wouldn't have minded having the finger in his mouth to lick and suck, but this finger came with the instructions to wait. Well, better later then never. He allowed Rob to disentangle himself from his arm and watched as he walked away, staying where he was.

Once he was out the door, Emmanuel groaned and leaned against the desk. He took a moment of deep breathing to calm himself. Just as he had teased the major about going to dinner looking flushed, the last thing he wanted was to arrive looking so obviously horny.

Damn, I want him right now.. He shook his head and ran out of the office to catch up to Major Rob, shutting the door behind him.
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Rob headed toward the Mess Hall, trying not to bite his lip (again) as Emmanuel caught up to him. There's still time, his brain cooed at him, but he squashed the thought away. He still had too much work to do, prepping for tomorrow's trip and so on. And Westlake. He quirked a smile.

"So," he said after a minute, "Where do you live? I mean, before here, before Army, uh, stuff. House and mom and things?"

Idiot, idiot, idiot, you sound like you're high. He twitched inwardly, wondering if he could practice social interaction stuff with Westlake, so he could get to know Emmanuel better.
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"Oh, I don't blame the major," Elaine laughed "He needs a way to judge the recruits' skills. Besides, I think it's the doctor's idea. He's such a weirdo."

As she passed through the line with her rations on her tray, she sat at the table where the NCOs usually sat. "Hey guys! Guess what, Alexy's back!"

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Gene managed to walk his way into the crowd now heading for the mess and get his food. He made his way to his usual seat at the corner where no-one else sat since he joined Delta Base. He still remembered the first day he arrived, he rushed to that spot as soon as lunch started and huddled his lunch muttering my territory... and grinning at whoever passed by like a maniac. I don't actually mind people sitting here with me, but what the hell, I've scared everyone off already. Heheh. Unknowingly, his eyes started to scan for Emmanuel in the crowd.

Maybe I could go sit with him ...
What if he doesn't want me to? Yeah, he talked to you this morning, that doesn't mean he considers me a friend. Besides, lots of people have talked to me once. They never talked to me again.
Yeah, but I'm not talking to them either! They probably think *I* don't wanna talk to them! They probably think I forgot about them!
Right, like one random person like me makes a difference in their lives. They've got others. I'd just be intruding.
But I can never know until I take a chance! I've got the right to say whatever the hell I want, and they've got the right to deal with it however the hell they want! I've come to terms with that!
But I'm still scared. Not of people laughing at me, or getting offended. I'm just scared of nothing in particular. I don't know why.
Yeah, I know, I know. Everything boils down to fear in the end. I'm a fricking coward. And there's nothing wrong with that! It just means I've gotta do things on impulse!


Gene suddenly stood up on impulse, only to collapse back down in his seat in a fit of laughter.

Pffthahaha ... not today buddy. Probably not ever ....
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While everyone else was away at the mess hall, eating what the chefs would call food. There was a certainly Swedish man whom stayed behind in the medical tent, getting everything ready for after supper. Sure he hadn't eaten at all yet today, but he never had the stomach to keep down anything the served in there. It all looked so, unpleasant? Yes, that was the word her was looking for, unpleasant. Wasn't fare to them to call it anything else, or anything worse for that matter. Couldn't blame them for how it usually looked, but then again it could be a little bit better.

Felix sighed heavily, hopefully it wouldn't be too long, at least he had some more... edible looking snacks stashed away elsewhere. Now that everything was ready, though, he could take out his little snack stash and chow down down on it.
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As people started to file into the Mess Hall again, August sighed and turned back to go in. He assumed it was almost dinner time...but he wasn't hungry.

He actually felt like he was going to throw up.

Sitting at a lone table in the corner, August slipped out his science fiction book he had been reading on the way to Delta Base. He was at a good part...and wanted to possible finish the book soon.

After a couple pages of reading about the main starship and how its hull was getting breached by laser fire, a loud clang in the kitchen made August look up. Curious as to what the noise was, August got up and, leaving his book on the table, investigated.

And what he saw he was not expecting.

A red head girl had climbed up onto the counter and was rummaging through one of the top cabinet shelves.

"Uh...do you need help?" he asked, confusion lacing his question.
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Alexy chuckled and nodded as he walked into the mess separating from the NCO and grabbing some grub from the Kitchen before walking over and sitting down at a table And Beginning to eat, he chose a table with no-one else on it, so he could eat in peace, but this rarely lasted long, considering the recruits need a place to eat,
He quietly contemplated the taste of the Mess hall's food, and the ration packs he takes with him on Long missions into the desert.
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Westlake spotted Alexy enter, and actually sit to eat for once. Though he'd never admit it, he found the bigger man terrifying. They had spoken a few times, just briefly and usually with the presence of Rob, and he seemed like a nice sort of fellow, but quiet and had a general air of grump about him. However, Westlake thought as he dodged a fork that he was certain was meant for his eye, It's better than the alternative.

Quickly, he gathered his things together and scooted over to the other man's table.

"Hi Alexy," Westlake greeted, high-pitched and full of false bravado. "I'm going to sit with you now."

As he dropped down to a sit next to Alexy, close enough that their arms brushed, he quickly cast a look over to the group that had been throwing things at him. They glared back, but didn't dare harass him while he was here with Alexy. Westlake smiled smugly and lifted his fork to eat.

"How was your trip?"
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Abby turned and smiled at the athletic looking boy who she had seen walking around with books.
She contemplated jumping down to respond, but instead she waved him over and continued rummaging through the pots

"Just trying to find any old pots to use as a pot plant" she giggled once he moved closer.

The staff if the kitchen shook there head at here, but didnt ask her to leave since she would hand them anything they needed while she was there and she wasnt making a mess.

Eventually she pulled out a small burnt pot with a hole in the bottom and no handle.

"eeeeee, can I have this please?" She asked the nearest kitchen staff member quietly, but with an excited smile on her face
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Alexy looked up at the man and chewed his mouthful, As westlake sat down and brushed up against his arm swallowed and chuckled, Seeing the bunch of implement throwing loons, "Exploiting others to solve your problems again eh?" Alexy said in that deep Russian accented voice, He didn't make any moves beyond simply continuing to eat.
Alexy didn't dislike anyone on the base but he didn't Like anyone either, with the exception of the Major. He admired his courage and persistence in dealing with the children that high command has the audacity to call recruits, Even though his methods and Attitude were a bit off.

"Westlake, Right?" Alexy asked, Between mouth-fulls, "Hrmph, nothing but sand and Wrecked Vehicles... Same as always."
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"Whatever works, right?" Westlake grinned. He blushed lightly at the man's chuckle, thinking that, okay, when he's not being a grumpy fuss, the man was sort of cute. Shaaame that's he's not into guys. I think. Westlake sighed. "They got me earlier," he fussed, showing off a scrape he received from a fork to the bridge of his nose, adding a muttered, "Assholes."

Sand and wrecked vehicles sounded more fun, by far.

Westlake gave him a little smile, "Maybe next time you go out, I should go with you. You could use a doctor, if you ran into anyone injured or something. I'm sure Rob wouldn't mind."

That was a lie. He knew Rob would never, ever let a civilian go on patrol. Let alone someone as important as Delta's head Doctor.
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Alexy Stops chewing and tilts his head for a moment, then nods, and then Shakes his head, "Niet, Sorry, No offence Doktor, But You'd probably Slow me down, besides, the only people out there that are living are ones that are armed and dangerous." He took another bite of his 'food' and Put down his fork down wiping his chin with a napkin, before turning back to the man,

"Besides, The major wouldn't let the head doc step foot outside the base unless it was an emergency, And i don't plan on getting In a situation that calls for that any time soon" he said looking back at the man,
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Westlake pouted, his whimsy crushed. "What if you got hurt?" he asked, building a small fort with his potatoes. "Who's gonna protect you? You shouldn't go out by yourself."

He marched his fork up to the fort, which had a silent conversation with his spoon, and then the fork squashed the potatoe fort in a hostile takeover.

"I can't fight worth shit, but... You should teach me how to shoot!" he blurted. "Rob said he would, but he never has enough time. It's disgusting the amount of paperwork it takes to run Delta." He stole a glance up to Alexy, big eyed and hopeful.
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Alexy Chuckled again and Picked up his tray, "Could, Da, Should? Not a chance, Get the major to write you out written permission then I'll teach you, Oh and by the way," He says putting his meal tray down next to the man,

"These tray's make for excellent shields against cutlery." Alexy Chortled and walked to put his Cutlery over to the kitchen. "Oh and thanks for reminding me... after i Clean Kushka, I need to file my report."

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"Consider it done," Westlake replied with a tiny grin. He was so involved in plotting his conversation to that end with Rob, that he was surprised when Alexy gave him the meal tray. Confused, he looked up at the man-

"These trays make excellent shields for cutlery."

Westlake swiped up the tray, holding it over his face to block his sudden blush. What the hell even. He peeked at Alexy over the edge of the tray, trying to discern where all this sudden fluffiness and butterflies were coming from.

"Your welcome for reminding you," Westlake replied. "What's a kushka? It's sounds like a name for a teddy bear."

He blushed again, narrowing his eyes at the thought of Alexy going to sleep in his bunk cuddling a fluffy little stuffed toy. But for all he knew, kushka was some sort of russian word for cutlery. And then the image of Alexy going to bed cuddling a giant fork popped into Westlake's head, and he almost snorted milk all over the tray.
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