Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160202235358/@comment-5543592-20160204211704

The locker room offer Aleksandra no answers. The silence was broken by a machine humming to life. Somewhere, a half-shut flaucet dripped water.

Carter didn't do anything as Valeria deactivated herself. He decided he'd let her cool off for a bit, although he wasn't certain if it worked that way. Regardless, he'd wait an hour or two until he talked with her again. Now at the range, he selected his weapon and a corridor, and practiced the one thing that had always come naturally to him.

The Delta IX began to pull into the hanger of the Stalin. There was an impressive display of soldiers in lines outside, all in combat armor, and standing at attention with rifles held across their chests. There were even a few mechanized units, the massive behemoths standing out among the ranks of soldiers.

"And they did all this for us?" Gunny said. "Wow, they really do care."

As if to contradict his, albeitly sarcastic, remark, he began humming the tune of 99 Red Balloons as he went about unbuckling Petra.