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Forlorn Hope - PBF
thelaptop:
'Heh... this will be interesting. I wonder what excuses sarge will say about equipment now...' Roshal thought to himself as he greeted the newcomer.
"Ahoy there. We're just getting our gear together."
Natiliana:
"I'm... I guess, where are you going anyway?" asked Ira, "I'm somewhat caught out on equipment; guess that's why they wanted me here... anyways!" the young woman seemed to perk up, "My name is Ira, I trained in Laser pistols and swordsmanship during my pilots commission; only I think that's not going to help us much... but regardless, I'm quite sure I won't be worthless on the ground."
Ira had a cheery smile on her face, hand extended to Roshal in greeting.
Gargulec:
'And I know how to fire heavy artillery properly, y'know?' the old man sneered.'Anyway, I am Viggo Bearson and I was assigned to you. And told that I will get proper armament here' he added, looking meaningfully towards the quartermaster.
thelaptop:
Roshal shook Ira's hand firmly and turned to Viggo, giving him a surreptitious and conspiratorial nod.
Silhar:
"Oh boy, it's getting crowded.", sneered Mad, shoving the pistol behind his belt and turning around.
"Good day to everybody. Hell, I'm glad I see you both there.", he said, shaking hands with each of the newcomers. "The name's Matt, but I'm more widely known as Mad. The Deranged, anybody ? Hoped that we get reinforcements. That was quick... Some friends in high places must like us indeed. Or hate YOU.", he added with a grim smile.
"Forget about guns for now - seems like our dear, khe khe, quatermaster isn't at all happy with sharing his stuff... Unless you have some moderate experience with talking to people a bit too eager with their jobs.", he explained, whispering the last part.
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