James had been up about another ten minutes after he'd gotten back from the bar where he'd procured his ale for the trip into the field, which was all it had taken to secure it out of sight in his pack. From there, he'd slept soundly, oddly unafraid for this being his first live fire battle. When the wake up call was given, he got up without complaint and headed to the showers, getting in and washing. That took about five minutes. They had thirty until the morning muster before their squad set out for their first objective, so he spent another ten just standing there, letting the water wash over him. This would be the last decent shower he got in Valkyrur knew how long, so he just enjoyed it. After he got out, getting dressed in battle gear, at least for him, was a matter of seconds rather than minutes, everything on and positioned correctly within two and a half minutes. Picking up his rifle and pack, he watched as the militia members continued their grumbling about the early morning and chuckled. [i]Welcome to the military.[/i]

Shouldering the pack, he headed out to the muster yard and looked around, spotting Lilly talking with another member of the squad, one he didn't know yet, so he approached the pair with a smile on his face. "Morning ladies. Beautiful day for a battle, isn't it?" He realized after he made his joke that he should probably try to curb his smart mouth for the next few weeks, otherwise he might get shot for insubordination. He could handle a demotion, hell, even getting attached to the militia, but shot? That sure wasn't on his to do list. "How you two holding up?"