Author Topic: To Terraform A Planet - The Invasion Begins - Possible positions opening  (Read 9777 times)

After going to the latrine, Buchanan returns to the barracks, makes a pot of coffee, pours some for himself and adds some whiskey, and then pours some for de Wit.  He takes both outside and begins walking toward the tower.  

Buchanan arrives at the tower and gives Zoe her coffee, offering some whiskey with it.
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She rejects and sets it down on the floor next to her, and reaches up to her AG-90's helmet, unclipping it and detaching it from the suit. She sets it down on the floor too, and begins to sip her coffee.

"Alright.  Enjoy."  Buchanan walks back toward the outside, taking a gulp of his coffee and immediately spitting the scalding hot liquid out.  "FREAKING sonocigaretteun!"  He sets his coffee down on the floor and sits to wait for it to cool to a drinkable temperature and takes a swig of his whiskey. 

"A kettle? Who carries around a kettle?" I ask, finally given an opening to ask a somewhat serious question in my most sarcastic voice possible.
It felt good to say that.
"And before I get lost in my own little world again, can somebody please tell me why we're in the damned tundra?"

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Arthur enters the barracks and scans the cupboards.  "Martin, I found some tea.  Anyone got a kettle?"

"Ah, merci Arthur." Martin gingerly takes the tea bag from him, and rummages through a cabinet in the closet, eventually finding a portable stove, some gas, and a small pot. He then fills the pot with water and puts it on the stove before turning it on.

"A kettle? Who carries around a kettle?" I ask, finally given an opening to ask a somewhat serious question in my most sarcastic voice possible.
It felt good to say that.
"And before I get lost in my own little world again, can somebody please tell me why we're in the damned tundra?"

"We're here to do our job. We were selected for this."
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"Selected to fight some eight foot tall beasts or selected to freeze to death? Either way, when you're done with that tea, if it's not strong beyond repair then I'll take a cup."

Martin rolls his eyes. "Mhm."

"Anyone want coffee instead?" Asks Buchanan, walking back into the barracks.  "It goes great with whiskey."

    "Ah, merci[/li][/list] Arthur." Martin gingerly takes the tea bag from him, and rummages through a cabinet in the closet, eventually finding a portable stove, some gas, and a small pot. He then fills the pot with water and puts it on the stove before turning it on.
    "Could you please heat up some water for me, too, Martin?"

    "Could you please heat up some water for me, too, Martin?"

    "Don't worry; there's enough here to make my tea and for you to have warm water."


    "Don't worry; there's enough here to make my tea and for you to have warm water."

    "Hey, smart guy, there's more than one tea bag in the box."

    "I only need one tea bag though."

    Arthur shrugs and puts the tea bag in his pocket.  He walks down the hall to see if anyone would be willing to make conversation.