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7 yrs ago
Current From Tokyo with whisky
8 yrs ago
I live.
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8 yrs ago
Posrage will be up soon, please bear with me.
8 yrs ago
It's exam season, boys and girls, so postage should be up over the weekend. If you don't hear from me by Monday, honour my memory.
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9 yrs ago
Me Mam always told me I was special.
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Well then. I'm exceedingly British, rather sarcastic and I love a good shipfest in my RPs. Also male. Funny, that. Fair warning, I will treat you like an adult. That means I will mock you, point out your mistakes and most likely /cringe when you do something really autistic. Being an adult means accepting criticism and working to improve yourself, not ignoring it. And if I need calling out on my bullshit, just do it. Please. Nothing is worse than not realising that you've said or done something stupid til a week after the fact.

I currently live in Japan, so my posting hours are... weird. Please bear with me.

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Uh, hi again guys. My flight is on Friday, so all going well I should be able to return properly sometime next week. Apologies for being absent for the last God knows how long, but the last few weeks have been pretty intense...
So, what's happened in my absence?
Hi guys. I feel like a guilty schoolkid poking his head in the room an hour after class started >>;
I'm hella busy with exams at the moment (srsly, they're giving us marked tests every day...) so as Raven said, won't be able to post for a while. I'll still get a few minutes a day to check in, so if things need editing, just give me a shout. Welcome aboard Bushman501 and welcome back Slyph! All going well, I'll be able to return soon.
But I've said that before. . .
The next time I post won't be to move us on, it'll only be Harald socialising. So I'd encourage you guys to do the talking thing, then once another round or two have passed, we'll start to move on.
Alroight, I have an English camp to teach for a few days (fantastic way to spend Golden Week; so much for going to Hokkaido...), so there won't be a post from me until Sunday at the earliest. In the meantime, don't feel constrained by who posted last etc; just post away as you like.
Ok, anyone can post as they wish to talk to whoever they want. Once @AdmrlStalfos19's character is integrated, we can move on again.
Sergeant Harald, Gallian Militia

0535 April 17th, 1935 EC
Fort Breda, Gallia


As the last few seconds ticked away, Harald drained his cup, flicked away the dead cigarette and marched purposefully back out to the waiting squad. En-route he passed Carn still pulling himself together. 'In your own time PFC...' He couldn't say he was surprised by the driver's lack of enthusiasm; Carn had performed well in the field, but wasn't one for discipline. Probably served him better in this outfit than a more... orthodox one. Regardless, the rest of the squad was stood outside to attention, by and large looking pretty good for the time of day. 'Good morning ladies and gentlemen. Feels good to be back with you after Vasel; I hear you gave 'em hell.' Mild overstatement judging by the mission reports, but the Sergeant rather suspected Squad 4's contributions had been downplayed by the writers. No officer would willingly give praise to a squad not led by one of their own. 'Most of you remember me I'm sure, but I do see the odd new face, which means it's time for that same introductory spiel once more. My name is Sergeant Harald and I will be your squad leader for this war. I'm a police officer by trade and not a soldier, so I will try to treat you like my co-workers instead of my subordinates. I hope you all do the same. On the other side of the base, bells began to ring, signalling the arrival of the first morning convoy. All going well, the squad's new toys should be arriving with them. 'While I'd love to have a meet and greet, we need to start off with some PT. First off, hundred star jumps in full kit; spread out a metre apart and start when ready. Hunt, you count reps, there's a good chap. Those of you who were late, looking at you Carn, make it a hundred twenty.' As the squad grudgingly set themselves up for the PT, Harald took a position along the line to join in. 'Ready and... count!'

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After a good hour of basic exercise and runs, Harald called everyone back together and with a whistle, called over a lad with a brace of water canteens. 'Good reps people; have a drink and take a knee. Got about... half hour to waste, so relax.' As the squad settled in to recuperate, a truck ground to a halt just outside of the barrack house and a young militiaman jogged over. 'Sergeant Harald, Squad 4? Got your delivery here; four munitions crates, one medical, one private goods and one recruit. Please sign here.' Once he had Harald's signature, the man jogged back over and began unloading. Another lad hopped down off the truck, apparently their newest member. 'Morning Private!', Harald yelled over. 'You're over here with us.'
Anyone else thinking of posting before we move on?
I love me some traps, what what.
He looks great @AdmrlStalfos19, welcome aboard. Chuck him in the CS section. Might need to wait a little bit to post though, since he'll best be introduced when the squad has gotten itself together and is fallen in.
Morning @Little_ninja. Doing fine, just drunk. As usual.
Moving on post is up. You guys are welcome to continue the social bits if you want, but the plot will be moving on, so feel free to mix the last night and next morning in your posts.
Sergeant Harald, Gallian Militia

'At ease LCap. Pleasure to meet you.' Harald wasn't honestly sure if she was being sarcastic or not; even after purposefully ignoring Carn's insubordination, he couldn't help but feel a little paranoid. The odd flash of dark hair in the room highlighted other Darcsen quietly getting on with their meals, but he was the only one with stripes... No-one could ever say they were honoured to serve under a darkhair. A cynical scowl crossed his face for a moment, but he caught it quickly. 'Nothing as yet, Reinhardt, was it? Orders will be posted outside my office 0600 tomorrow, muster at 8. I look forward to working with you.' Dismissing her with a salute, Harald turned back to Hunt as he stared over the papers before him. 'Since when do I get to flirt with anyone? But no, I need to countersign most of these so I can't just dump them on you... sadly.' The Sergeant picked up the first one and cleared his throat. 'Number one, lost equipment report. Need a list of everything used or lost at Vasel, along with...' It was several hours before the pile was thinned out and the two men parted for the evening.


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0530 April 17th, 1935 EC
Fort Breda, Gallia


There was something invigorating about the day's first cigarette. A mug of scalding hot tea and a well-packed rollie could make all the difference when you've only been awake ten minutes. Harald leased a mighty yawn, standing outside the bunkhouse entrance with the air of a man preparing for the longest day. A few of the squad were no doubt awake already and behind him, he could hear stirring bodies of the others. The requisition orders he and Hunt had filled out were scheduled for delivery at 8am sharp, assuming the logistics night shift hadn't been asleep at the wheel. New weapons, new recruits and a real, honest-to-Valk medical kit. Whether or not they would be allocated a trained medic to use it was another question... He glanced down at his chest, wondering if said kit would have made a difference in saving his own lung... Probably didn't matter anyway. Instead he half turned back into the bunkhouse, casting a flat look over the sleeping masses. '... Hands off cocks, on socks! Wake up, wake UP boys and girls, it's a beautiful morning for some PT! Squad 4, assemble out front in... 180 seconds! Latecomers will have double PT, so get a move on!' As the squad scrambled out of bed, the Sergeant took a leisurely walk back to his office to finish his tea.
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