[center][i][b][h3]Corporal "Soko" Sokoloff, Combat Engineer.[/h3][/b][/i][/center] 

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Soko had just forced the next crate's lock open when he noticed the medic muttering something to herself, without so much as a thought he swung his head and light over to see what the commotion was about. It didn't take much in the way of context clues to piece together what just happened, and his suppressions were confirmed by her small threat as well. The engineer simply nodded respectfully while being mindful not to say anything as it seemed like a tender moment for her. With that taken care of Soko returned his attention back to the box, and behold, ammo. He then flicked his light off, and stored it away along with his other tools as he didn't need them anymore, even more so since he didn't plan of breaking into any more boxes, hell if anyone knew he decided to force open a few supply crates he probably wouldn't hear the end of it for a long time so best not to push his luck. 

The PRN soldier lugged the ammunition crate back over to the machine gun, and got right to reloading. [color=slateblue]"So."[/color] Soko ventured carefully. [color=slateblue]"Since we're in the same unit and all, maybe some introductions are order, don't you think?"[/color] He looked back to offer a small smile, although maybe she couldn't make it out given how dark it was still. [color=slateblue]"I'll start... Pavel Sokoloff, the engineer, but usually people just go with "Soko" which I don't mind, its less of a mouthful." [/color] He said with a chuckle. He had then just attached the fresh ammo belt with a fairly loud grunt. [color=slateblue]"So, uh... what about you? Wouldn't mind getting a name of course."[/color] Again he asked his question with yet another smile plastered on his face.