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| ONE: The New Recruits | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 24 2013, 06:48 PM (2,707 Views) | |
| Rob | Dec 12 2013, 01:42 AM Post #166 |
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"Don't get me wrong, I have as much self-preservation as the next guy," Westlake muttered, leaning into the hand in his hair with a sigh, "But maybe I could save some of those ass-chicken soldiers from becoming kentucky fried. I don't even want Carver dead, not really. Suffer certainly, but not dead. I just think we could do some good." He stared at the desert for a few minutes longer, then turned. "You're right. I should sleep, too." He pulled away, and headed for the door, then paused and turned back with a wry grin, "I'm going to get Alexy to teach me how to shoot, while the group goes to the city." |
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| Techie | Dec 12 2013, 04:21 AM Post #167 |
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Alexy walked into the dorms and sat on his bed, grabbing his beloved shotgun and starting to clean it with polish and a rag, Making sure all the parts were clean, racking the slide Smiling as it made the Familiar Chk-chk, He checked his Bag for rounds and found that he hand an ample supply on his belts, "Da" he said As he finished counting, and kept Cleaning his Shotgun, Sand gets everywhere. |
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| PandaGirl | Dec 12 2013, 05:34 AM Post #168 |
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Abby watched as a few familiar soldiers, including a girl she had helped during the paintball war, wandered out of the mess hall and into the bunks to retire for the night. She jumped down off the roof and wandered into mess hall. The remaining soldiers were loud, but contained. She grabbed her metal tray and picked the best looking food from the remaining slop that they had the nerve to call "Dinner" She softly sighed as she reached the end of the line, grabbed her bottle of water and looked around for a quiet table to sit at. She found one in the corner and ate he food quietly, occasionally dodging the peas that flew near by. |
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| crapshoot | Dec 12 2013, 09:40 AM Post #169 |
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"Well guys, I'm off to bed!" Elaine left the table with a smile and headed for the dorms. It was probably a good idea; there are recruits to train and the major is headed to the city tomorrow. It's going to be a busy day. --- The sleep is a lie Gene snickered to himself. Who needs friends when you've got such a clever wit keeping you company? Don't be ridiculous, that was totally lame. hehehe ... He dropped his head on the table again, only to look up and see that girl from earlier. Maybe she keeps appearing because we're the protagonists of some story? Gene laughed again at the thought. But the girl, she climbs on roofs, she steals guns and now she's coming in at this hour for dinner. She really does stand out from the norm. I completely take back my comment from earlier. And all I could do is this. Gene took out his notebook and pen and wrote: Don't mind me, I'm dead to the world, will respawn in sin-1 ðx^2/3-4 minutes He put the notebook in front of him with the message facing outwards for people to see. Not that they will, but eh, whatever ... Once again, he rest his head on the table and pretended to sleep. |
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| Nikki | Dec 13 2013, 10:22 AM Post #170 |
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Felix listened to what the other had to say, he himself had wondered about the infirmary a bit as he did so. What he was saying did make a lot of sense, having medical professionals around would keep the soldiers from getting.. as Westlake put it, Kentucky fried. "Carver is a complete and utter asshole, but one should never wish death on someone else, no matter how humiliated they've made them. Yeah, we could do some good if we were given a chance." He grinned over to him watching as he soon made his way towards the door. "Sleep tight and I'll see you in the morning," he chuckled, "and if you do get him to teach you, try not to act like you've got a man crush on him. He might find it a little strange.. just saying." With a shrug of his shoulders, he himself made his way over to the door, passing up the doctor as he opened it for the two of them. |
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| Rob | Dec 13 2013, 02:40 PM Post #171 |
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Asschicken
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"I'll do my best," Westlake nodded. The pouted, "But what if he likes me too? Because maybe." He held the door open for Felix, let him pass first and then closed the door. Westlake was still hungry, he hadn't eaten most of his supper, and, casting eyes around the base, it seemed like everyone was turning in for the night. So maybe the mess hall was a little more empty. Maybe Carver had gone. Westlake walked quickly over to the mess hall, peeking around the door, and smiled with relief as Carver wasn't there. He went inside- the Mess Hall was almost entirely empty now and he grabbed a plate of food from a disgruntled looking staffer and dropped down into a chair next to Gene. He read the note, laughed, and then shook the Private's shoulder. "You can't sleep here," he said. He took a bite of what appeared to be a burned yellow chicken nugget. "The Staffers have to clean-up. Did you eat yet at all?" |
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| crapshoot | Dec 14 2013, 06:10 AM Post #172 |
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Gene's first instinct was to pretend to stay asleep, but that reaction never did him any good in the past. Especially since it's Dr. Westlake. I've always been interested in talking to him, what are the chances of that interest being mutual? Better take the chance while I got it. He is the head doctor of Delta base and a close associate of the Major to boot, but he was a civilian, and therefore not his superior, which made him less intimidating... Gene snached the notebook and snapped it shut, cutting short the oncoming train of thought, and turned to face Westlake with a grin. "I didn't throw anything at you..." he muttered from the corner of his mouth. |
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| Rob | Dec 14 2013, 02:00 PM Post #173 |
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"Oh, um," Westlake ducked his head in a blush. Gene had saw that. Of course he saw that, everyone in the Mess Hall saw that, so embarrassing!. "Thank you for not participating. I didn't think you'd be that mean anyways. You always seemed sort of a nice guy." He speared through a chicken nugget, pretending like it was Carver's face. It made him smile. "Did you have a good day?" he asked. |
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| crapshoot | Dec 14 2013, 10:47 PM Post #174 |
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"Yup!" Gene nodded, fiddling with a foam cup in his hands. "Nice change, with the new people and the game and stuff!" Bleaugh, can't talk properly at the moment |
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| Rob | Dec 14 2013, 11:07 PM Post #175 |
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Westlake nodded, "That was fun." Except for when they beat me up afterwards, he mentally added. He shifted awkwardly in his chair. "So you should maybe not sleep in here? The Staffers get antsy when we stay for too long." He and Gene were the only ones left in the Mess Hall, and the Staffers were eyeballing them from behind the counter. Westlake was tempted to throw a chicken nugget at them, but decided against it, since that would be stooping to Carver's level. "You wanna go for a walk or something? The staffers are kinda creepin' me out." |
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| crapshoot | Dec 14 2013, 11:19 PM Post #176 |
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Oh shit. "Sure, ok!" Gene blurted as he flashed a nervous grin towards the counter. Didn't notice them there. |
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| Rob | Dec 14 2013, 11:25 PM Post #177 |
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Asschicken
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Westlake gave Gene a smile and led him out of the mess hall. "So," he muttered, once they were out into the dry air. It'd started to cool down, and wasn't quite the blistering heat of the day, or the freeze of the night. A happy medium. "What do you think of the new people?" |
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| crapshoot | Dec 14 2013, 11:32 PM Post #178 |
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"Oh I dunno, they're people and just random people I guess who are more people and you know how people are ..." Gene started as he followed Westlake out. "I mean ..." I mean nothing, ok?? lol I don't even know what the hell I'm talking about!! "Uh ... yeah!" Gene grinned up at the sky and gave a shrug. |
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| Rob | Dec 14 2013, 11:47 PM Post #179 |
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Westlake nodded, "Just more people, I know. But potentially friends, right? Maybe? Or something." Westlake sighed, and shrugged, as they reached the male bunks. "There you go, you should go in, get some sleep. I think Rob wants you part of the excursion tomorrow. And everybody is getting kicked out of bed early, to get their vaccinations before the trip." Westlake didn't sleep in the male bunks. A year ago, after an incident occurred, Westlake had been moved from the male bunks, to the fold-out bed in the Office's spare room. There were rumors why, probably none of them legitimate. But the few that were privy to that particular night, weren't talking. |
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| crapshoot | Dec 14 2013, 11:56 PM Post #180 |
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Hehe, I knew I couldn't say anything worthwile ... Gene looked down and snickered as Westlake gave a sign and a shrug. Gene looked up as Westlake mentioned the excursion. "...wait, what??" Gene blurted with an excited grin. |
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