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Green frowned and looked over Jacob and the others, he sighed and then tried slamming the gun into Tariks face, growling with anger. Screaming at him "Dont fucking blow smoke in my face you damnful woman, I just friggin survived and now you want to give me cancer!?"

Laughs a bit and reloads his gun, smiling a bit, he realyl couldnt stop laughing or giggling and wipes his eyes. "wow... This is awesome, I mean how big is the chance huh?" He grinned softly, not giving a damn that the others were angry.

Fucking idiots said Ronald loudly, clearly meaning his drinking and smoking teammates, he wiped his forehead with a piece of cloth and sighed loudly, he hated the amataurs and how everyone ran around like ants, the whole missiong seemed more like a suicide mission where they had taken all the madmen...

Over at his spot Ronald sat down and sighed happily, he drank a bit of his water and then pulled his pistol, loading and cleaning it, lookin around and guarding as he fooled around.

//Are we outside? Inside? I dont get anything at all..

I hope we uncross our signals by the time we run into these bugs. Right now a slip up means we sweat a little. Later.... who knows?"

What the fuck are you talking about..? And why are you talking to me like that? Dont forget im First Private. Said Green almost snarling to the little guy.

Sir yes sir said Ronald and followed like usual, he was almost like a dog, he just needed a wagging tail and fur.

Ronald stood where he was told to stand, he looked around on the strange but cute landscape and smiled sligthly though he turned rather grim hearing people talk german, Ronald hated all languages but english... He sighed loudly and wiped his nose.

Confused like always Ronald followed those he was meant to follow, he took off his helmet for a brief second and rubbed his hair before he put on it again, he also wiped his nose and then wiped his hand off on his shirt. He sighed a bit and licked his teeth, thinking on a girl magazine he had read a...

Ronald climbed out after the others he groaned softly and rubbed his shaked cheeks, he looked around a bit afterwards, scanning the landscape and then takes position on the others, waiting for orders like always.

"Uh, Thanks. Just shakes and stuff... Got it. But, um, don't you get nervous or psyched up before a mission? I just can't imagine being so calm..." Joe's voice trailed off feeling that his questions were irritating Green. Not anymore, I seen the worst... Seriously *Ronald smiled briefly at Joe and ...

"Hi, Green is it? I'm Joseph Harmon. I don't believe we've met yet officially. I wanted to say 'hey' before we hit the dirt." The tired man glanced at Joseph with his green eyes and nodded slightly before he answered. Im Pfc Ronald Green (dunno what pfc stand for...) and dont worry about the landin...

Ready since long Ronald walked over to Constantine and followed nice and quiet, he sighed softly, looking already bored.

Ronald frowned and went away, he wasnt suprised Jacob had ignored him and sighed. He went over to his ammonation and loaded his pistol and stared at it a few seconds before he put it where it belonged. He sighed and wiped his head, he sweated a little, he softly ignored people and bumped into people...

Softly grunted for himself, shoving past a random person and saluted to Jacob, he smiled slightly and stood ready in the outfit. "Orders sir?"

The man had never looked worse, black rings under his eyes, his eyeballs almost totaly red but he seemed otherwise perfectly fine.

Softly Ronald sat up, grumbling he just went and putted on his things, he only answered people with a mutter, he felt so friggin bad. He started to really wonder why he went around. He wiped his nose a bit stood away from the others, putting his equipment on. Black rings arond his eyes and he rubbed...