Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160222012105/@comment-5543592-20160316000252

The chamber pressurized, and Carter swung the door open, then stepped into the Cobra.

He pulled his helmet off immediately and drew a deep breath. His burn scar seemed a little inflamed, as it was bright red. He ran his hand over the stubble at the top of his head, and it came away glistening with sweat.

"Gunny, status."

"Well, Sarge, after I rearranged all of Jager's desk babbles here just to annoy him, I pretty much saved your lives by running interference with this Recon Crafts.  They really wanted you all dead."

Carter grunted. "I noticed." He glanced to Brody, nodded in difference, before heading off to clean himself up.