Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160108000841/@comment-5543592-20160110023538

The dustered man rolled smoothing as Aleksandra collided with him, and came up skidding on his knees and toes. He grabbed his soldier by the belt, and yanked him back so that Aleksandra's slash swept air.

"Take Payne and get out of here!" Carter growled at his remaining conscious soldier.

"Webb-"

"Webb is dead, go!" The soldier didn't argue. He slung the unconscious payne over his shoulder and hurried away, Carter being the thing standing between Aleksandra and the retreating soldier.

Carter pulled at his duster, and cracked his neck. He glanced at the stripes on Aleksandra's armour. A captain.

Carter smiled underneath his helmet. This'll be good.

"Only so many times a year.  Mostly to visit my mom.  I spend most of my leaves up here." He canted his head. "What brings a woman like you to the Sea anyway?  I know you're not American, for sure."