Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160108000841/@comment-5543592-20160108030214

As the people filed on, the young man halted Eden as she entered.

"Hold on there..." He said, peeking inside the craft, looking back at her and half-smiling. One got the feeling he wore that expression a lot. "Yeah, since you've got all that stuff, we're liable to run out of space back there.  You'd, uh... better sit up in the cockpit.  Come on." He said, and motioned for her to enter along side her. He did so, not even waiting to see if she'd follow.

The Soviets quickly filed out of the lecture hall, heading to assigned positions. A voice spoke over the loudspeaker, still a Russian male, but not the General.

"Attack eminent.  All military personel, report to battle positions.  Civilians, relocate to secure, shielded positions.  This is not a drill."

"Punch it, baby!" Carter heard Adams shout from the cockpit. That boy did like to talk to his ship.

"You all ready?" Carter asked the squad, all of whom were dressed in their armor, helmets and all. He met the visors staring back at him as they nodded.

At the affirmation, Carter looked and called up to the cockpit. "Cocked, locked, and ready to rock, gunny!" He rumbled.

"Aye, aye, Sergeant Major." Adams replied.