Iowa shouted over at south and Cal, with a beckoning gesture [b]“Hey you two, come sit down, we’re having a get-together!”[/b] he was a little but tipsy at this point, he grabbed the bottle and held it up [b]“If that doesn’t excite you enough we’ve got drink!” He put the bottle down and replied his voice very slightly slurred “For me it wasn’t exactly a choice, I used to work in the biochemical industry, I helped make stims safer for soldiers. The military took note of achievements and threw me in medic school I aced the classes and got in, a few missions later and now I’m here. I was quite lucky I had one of the best trainers in the UNSC, he never told me his name. On my last mission my squad”[/b] he paused [b]“Never mind, anyway I got leave after that mission and ended being transferred here.”[/b] Iowa put his drink down and decided he’d probably had enough to drink for today.