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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2012 10:17:34 GMT -5
Even though John was pumped with meds, it still hurt him when he stood up. Why move him? He wasn't fully healed yet. And even then, why move him to another place if they have everything they need here?It didn't make any sense. Though in a war, a lot of things don't make sense.
"No ma'am, I, I, I'm fine. I can walk"
His walking was unstable to say the least. If he didn't hold on to something at all times, he'd fall. Then he saw the dropship. And he began to curse in his head.
G'dammit, why a dropship? As if I'm not uncomfortable enough! Sitting in the front isn't nice, but it's worse in the back.
Then he entered the ship and sat down in one of the seats. The ship smelled, unlike his old one. Either it had just transported wounded men, or the pilot didn't take good care of her. He almost felt bad for the ship. He wanted to lay down, but didn't know whether he could, or should for that matter. Though, he had been laying in a bed for several days now, and would probably do so for some time whenever he got to wherever they would transport him.
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Post by Stephanie Amberson on Oct 1, 2012 16:21:16 GMT -5
Stephanie shook her head as she caught up with the others. Not a word came out of her mouth, not even to Hobbar. He was the last person she wanted to deal with. He had done it, gone and pissed her off. The officer could have gotten her killed by sqwaking at her radio like that. Could have given her away. There was a reason she was on a different channel and only contacted them. If he couldn't handle that well then next time she was just shutting off the damned thing and he could handle it how he saw fit. There was nothing that bothered her more than superiors making bad judgement calls, and THAT had been a bad judgement call on his part.
Connor moved out of her way as she just starred at him. The sergeant was pissed off and there was nothing worse than Amberson pissed. Most people would rather go try their hand at nuclear warfare than get their hands full with her. The woman knew which line was where, and how to piss people off without crossing any of them. That was fun actually. Wind people up and see just how much they could take before they popped. The woman said nothing as she moved to help secure the area while waiting on the others to load up into the drop ship.
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Post by Michael Hobbar on Oct 1, 2012 16:55:19 GMT -5
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The woman spoke towards Hobbar once she made sure that Aldman was secure in the ship. "You need any help Lieutenant?"
[/b] she questioned. It wasn't like Liz to just sit around and waste time if she could be of some help. [/blockquote][/quote] Hobbar turned to face her, it was nice of her to ask. " When we take off, radio this ammo cache to a friendly unit, there gonna need to know about it." he then turned his attention towards everyone getting on board the Sparrow Dropship. Everyone was dead tired, it had been one long day. At least he'd be able to go back to the ship for a little while. He started to plan what he'd probably wind up doing, paper work and more after action reports. All in all it had been a good start to getting rid of the Anonymous Resistance Movement bastards. Blasted terrorists is what they were. What right did they have killing civilians, if this was the final stand of the ARM then good. He then saw Amberson staring at him. And that was another problem that he'd have to deal with sooner rather then later. First priority as a matter of fact. Motioning his arm for everyone to get into the Sparrow, they all got into the compartment. The troop compartment was enormous, it was originally built to drop down vehicles and only vehicles. Then someone had an idea of adding seats on the far sides. The rows were on either side, too far to talk, unless someone used radio. Sitting down into the seat, he watched everyone board. The ramp closed and started off towards the sky. Leaving behind the dead ARM troops. after your done please post here 32honoredbrothers.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=hangar&thread=192 |
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