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Postby Pale Rider » Mon Sep 04, 2006 5:47 pm

"They make itches, sure sir. But well...I'd sure prefer an itch to a dead squad ...y'know - anywho - you all take care down there. I know where I'd rather be - up here where I'm not in immediate danger"


"Well, if things continue at the pace, I may let you and the others switch in and out so as to keep fresh eyes."

James waited until Con return and then he slipped past the woman, he felt the hair on the back of his neck standing on end, but he trusted his squad mate to protect him. "Con, slip forward and escort the civilian out, hand her off to the other squad and return to your post midship." James swepted the area in front of him. Scanning upwards, he noticed a small hatch slightly ajar.
"Priest, get that darn probe in here asap. I've got a small compartment in the stern that I want to have it check out."
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Postby HeavyGlenn » Mon Sep 04, 2006 7:38 pm

Ronald looked around after he had his order and then stood blank for a minute before he looked back on his "boss". "Sir, where is the aft section?" He looked at Eagle for a long while waiting for the answer.
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Postby Pale Rider » Mon Sep 04, 2006 8:59 pm

"Sir, where is the aft section?" He looked at Eagle for a long while waiting for the answer.

"Pfc. Green the Aft end of the lifeboat is the back end of the boat. Go check the opposite end of the lifeboat. If thats okay with you soldier?"
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Postby HeavyGlenn » Mon Sep 04, 2006 9:35 pm

"Sir, no problem at all Sir!" Said Ronald and gripped his smartgun and went out of the ship, quickly but always watching his surrondings as he moved to the other side of the ship*
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Postby StConstantine » Mon Sep 04, 2006 10:10 pm

After throwing out the crazy medic Con grabbed the women under the arm and walked her out quikly to the medic bay
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Postby pants » Tue Sep 05, 2006 11:21 am

Nick watched the situation in the life boats sort itself out. Cpl Morrison was heading towards Pvt Pyro and he knew that Morrison would deal with the situation appropriately. Getting Pfc Bojans attention, Nick nodded towards the lifeboats.

"Get ready Bojan, we're going in once first squad gives the all clear. Remember when we are moving any bodies, they get loaded into these containment bags. No frigging way I want to be exposed to that bio-hazard, if that is what killed them!"
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Postby Zafubern » Wed Sep 06, 2006 10:29 am

"Pale Rider" wrote:"Private, get the hell back to your station, you just compromised the security of this unit." He turned to Con, "Kindly escort speedy here off this life boat and deliver him to the sarge."

"Roger that, lance," Zarb said, realising what he has done would result in a breech of secruity for the unit.

Zarb turned to whisper to Con, "Hey mate, I'm sorry for what I have done and you have to escort me back. Keep your rifle at the woman until we get to the medical station."

After all, this was Zarb's first mission and he wasn't used to the operations yet. He always lived by the motto of the Medical School, "Life First" meaning that all wounded are to be treated regardless of whether they are friends or foes. He had always tried to keep in touch with his combat side also by engaging in combat instead of doing pure medical work only.
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Postby Pale Rider » Wed Sep 06, 2006 10:31 am

"Priest, get that darn probe in here asap. I've got a small compartment in the stern that I want to have it check out."


Getting frustrated with the Priest's slow response time, James slipped the business ended of his weapon into the crack between the hatch and the compartment, he flicked his wrist upward, quickly locking the hatch into an open position. His light flickered over the contents of the compartment. There was standard lifeboat fare stored within: rations, blankets, etc. He stopped, moving the beam of his light back to rest on an unfamiliar shape. James slipped his none firing hand down and drew his combat knife from its sheath. He extended the blade toward the amorphous shape. . . .
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Postby AstroBoy » Wed Sep 06, 2006 11:26 am

"pants" wrote:"Get ready Bojan, we're going in once first squad gives the all clear. Remember when we are moving any bodies, they get loaded into these containment bags. No frigging way I want to be exposed to that bio-hazard, if that is what killed them!"


"Yeah, we all want to get home in one piece.", Bojan replied as he relaxed his aim as others took care of the civilians. "This boat seems fairly calm. I hope the one on the planet is just safe. Do we know what the conditions are like down there?"
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