Duck and Cover

Got a class at noon, and after that I head out at 2300 hours, so any time between 2000 and 2200 hours is fine, need some time to pack up. If it s real important, Jake winks at her, I can skip class.

Sarah laughs lightly. You notice that she seems much prettier when she is smiling. Well, I'd appreciate it if you came by before you left. I'd like to... give you some pointers on life in the wasteland. How does 2005 hours sound?

What are the rest of you doing?

I'll be there with bells on! laughs Jake.

Jake goes back to the table with the others.

When it comes time to go to class, Jake gets up and goes.

ohh, jakes a lady killer hehe. So, who heard that were leavin at 2300 hours? all of us or just jake, or someone else?
After he finishes eating, Jimi bids adeau to the squad and wishes luck in there classes, and returns to his bunk. He lays out all his equipment, attaching the strap and silencer to the SMG Its one handed right? if its not, then ill put the silencer on the pistol, then placing the pistol in the belt holster around his waist so he can grab the pistol with his right hand, and attaches the doctors bag to the belt too. then he takes the belt (with stuff still attached) off and leaves it on his bed ready to grab and go along with his weapons. Then he goes to class determened to be there on time, if not early.

damn that took a long time!

Alright then. To class.


The time flies by. Before you know it breakfast is done and it' time for class.

Correct me if I'm wrong.
Calal: Covert Operations
Jake: Wasteland Survival
Ace: Wasteland Survival
Jimi: Field Medics, Extended Course
Marlk: Covert Operations

Well, you got Jake's class right. But I was willing to miss it for a roll-in-the-hay.

danferry wrote:...I was willing to miss it for a roll-in-the-hay.

Hutchinson is teaching a class; so no skipping for hay-rolling. Besides, common sense says that you'd proabably get in big trouble if you did.

Marlk will hang out until class, he fiddles with his smg and makes sure his silencer is on tight, when it comes to class he'll leave and join the others afterwards.

Atticus chills in the cafeteria, watching people go about their business, until class. Afterwards he heads to his bunk and puts his wasteland pants and t-shirt on, cracking a grin at his t-shirt's slogan once again. He puts the leather armor over his t-shirt and his overcoat over that. Next he puts on his backpack, then straps his holster across his waist. Slinging the MP-5 over his shoulder he goes to the common area (cafeteria?)to wait for the others like he said earlier.

The name' s Christian. Not Calal.

Christian goes to class after having cleared his plate.

The arrogant and lazy James Lewiston naturally doesn't attend classes, instead hanging around in the cafeteria and in his quarters, chatting it up with whoever comes by.

Atticus wonders why he can't move. His arms and legs are frozen in place! Time seems to have stopped short!! The world is caving in around him! Oh, the humanity!!!

eeeeyuuup.

uumm... we still playin?

yeah i dont think so.