[h3]Meanwhile, back at Fort Breda...[/h3]
[b]"Stansoooon! Where did you set that watermelon?" "It was right there, Sarge. I left it out last night."[/b] The sergeant looked around a second time, before shrugging. [b]"Well it's not here now..." "...weird..."[/b] The two cooks looked at each other, puzzled. Just where had it gone? Watermelons didn't just walk off on their own...

[color=0072bc][h3]Evan's Post[/h3][/color]
*MunchMunchMunch* Evan was in the process of happily devouring a rather large slice of watermelon while the Darcsen discussed tactics with the Corporal and a few others. The remaining 3/4ths of the fruit sat on the seat beside him with the combat knife he had used to carve it sticking out of the top. [b]"... What?"[/b] After noticing a few envious stares being directed his way he shrugged and proffered the remainder of the skewered melon. [b]"Alright fine, I'll share. Who wants a piece? Alonso? Andrew?"[/b] 

Soon enough, the spoils of his pilfering were gone and Evan had to resign himself into eating standard rations like the rest of the group. Digging into one, he was surprised by the fact that it actually tasted almost edible. Half smiling as he ate, he held up the package for emphasis and made an announcement to the soldiers around him. [b]"Ya know, I think they're improving. Shit still tastes like cardboard, but I gotta say this is the best damn cardboard I've ever eaten."[/b]

[color=0072bc][h3]Lilly's Post[/h3][/color]
Some people like the Sergeant had taken the pains of bringing homemade meals with them. Others, like Carn, seemed perfectly content with their military rations, and the majority of the squad appeared to have resigned themselves to their fate and were managing to tolerate the military food. Lilly fit into none of these categories, her disgust plainly visible on her face as she poked away at the tin of what looked like... some sort of sausage. When Carn offered to share some of his watermelon (just where had he procured [i]that[/i] from?), she gratefully took him up on his offer. After she thanked him profusely, Lilly dismounted the APC and began looking for a less crowded place to sit and... attempt to eat. Mr. Hunt had already told the Sergeant what they had seen, so there was nothing forcing her to stick around at present.

A little ways away from the group, she spied Brena sitting down and sketching. She had not gotten a good chance to speak with her since their flight from Rinneheim, so Lilly decided to head in her direction. [b]"Good afternoon, Miss Sykora."[/b] She smiled and gave a small wave as she sat down. Noticing the sketchbook (and knowing full well that Brena was not going to be the one to initiate a conversation), she decided to bring it up. [b]"Oh, you draw? Do you mind if I ask what of?"[/b]