[center][h1]Collaboration[/h1]
[color=red][u][h2][b]Private First Class Cecilia Rousseau[/b][/h2][/u][/color]
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[color=0072bc][h2]Private First Class Evan Carn[/h2][/color]
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His targets sighted, Evan strode over and greeted them. [b]"Evenin', you two. What d'ya think of the squad so far?"[/b]

Ashart looked up when he addressed them, and quickly made an excuse before scurrying off. Hmm... Rude. Though maybe his actions, what with kidnapping them as well as his actions in the APC, hadn't left them with a very favorable impression of him. Fortunately, Rousseau didn't seem scared off by the mountain approaching her. Shrugging his shoulders, he tried to strike up the conversation again.

[b]"Ok then, let's try this again. Good evenin', PFC Rousseau. What do you think of the squad so far? Feel like ya fit in yet?"[/b]
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With little of anything to do after joining the squad, Cecilia struggled to get along with the others it seemed. It just didn't seem right to strike up any conversations since everyone else was already pretty much talking to someone else, leaving her to just sit and wear off the last bit of the booze, sobering up early in the drive. As she was thinking about what to do if she got the chance to go back to base and the possibilities of what has happened to her stuff, someone started to approach.

 [b]"Evenin', you two. What d'ya think of the squad so far?"[/b] he asked. Thinking for a moment, she watched as the other shocktrooper that was recruited seemed to scurry away. Looking at the mountain of a man approaching, she was wondering, [i]Who is this guy?[/i] [b]"Ok then, let's try this again. Good evenin', PFC Rousseau. What do you think of the squad so far? Feel like ya fit in yet?"[/b]

Suddenly something clicked. She pointed at him. The voice, she had heard it, just earlier in the day in fact. [color=red]"So ... it was YOU who drove this APC into the base. It was YOU who parked it in the practice vehicles area. It was YOU who drove it to the battlefield. So, it was YOU who got me into this mess. I mean, who the hell drives an APC into the practice vehicles area!? Why didn't you check if there was a drunk person or something!? I end up on the battlefield with no gear, clothes and really bad hangover."[/color] 

After she had her word, she stopped for a moment, lowering her hand. [color=red]"Ah, oh well. No used crying over spilled milk. But, I don't care what you say, your paying for my drinks the next chance we get. Think of it as your punishment for dragging a drunk onto the battlefield when they were sleeping. Anyway, moving along. Evenin'. I haven't really spoken to much of the squad so no idea whether I fit. Everyone else was talking, and I didn't really have much of a chance to speak so yeah. By the way, who are you? And how did you know my name? I don't remember introducing myself to anyone, besides Celeste, Seargent Harald and that guy who just ran away."[/color]
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The sudden tirade of accusations caught Evan by surprise, though admittedly he shouldn't have been. In answer to all the questions that had been leveled at him, all he could do was shrug. [b]"Oops."[/b] In truth, he hadn't even checked the APC for stowaways until they were about to leave, and his exhausted mind had thought it was a perfectly logical thing to simply drag the sleeping drunk along with them - with or without her gear. Not that Evan was going to apologize. Too late for that now. [b]"Well yer mostly kitted up now, so you're good to go. Seems like it all worked out in the end. Besides! Now you've got another story to tell who ever your drinking buddies were. How often do ya get a chance to say: 'Yeah, well one time I got so drunk that I woke up on a field op.'?"[/b]

When the girl started insisting that he pay for her next round of drinks, Evan let out a hearty laugh. [b]"Ahaha! Alright, I suppose I owe you at least that much."[/b] Something told him this was a mistake, though, and that his wallet would be regretting it later on. When Cecilia asked for introductions, Evan extended his hand for a handshake. [b]"Name's Evan. Evan Carn. And I think I checked your ID tags when I originally... heh. Kidnapped you."[/b] He mentally prepared himself for another outburst to be directed at him due to the fact that he admitted to actually knowing about her being in the APC when they drove off. 

[b]"You're a shocktrooper though, right? Well you're off to a good start if you were talking to Ashart. Uh... Ashart, Sykora and Skye.[/b] Evan counted on his fingers as he recounted the number of troopers in their squad. [b]"Yeah, those three are the only other shocktroopers we got. Ya might wanna get to know them since you'll probably all be fighting in the same areas."[/b]
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Glaring at him, Cecilia sighed. She knew he wasn't really feeling bad about what he did at all. Making a joke of the whole thing. At least he accepted to pay for her drinks next time. He finally ended up introducing himself, [b] "Name's Evan. Evan Carn. And I think I checked your ID tags when I originally... heh. Kidnapped you."[/b] When she heard it ... she paused. [i]So ... he knew I was sleeping drunk in the APC ... and still took off? What's with this guy[/i] was all she could think.

[color=red]"Yes, I am a shocktrooper. Nice to know there's a few of them on the team. I was the only one in one of the other squads I filled in for. So ... Ashart, Sykora and Skye ... Guess I need to meet them some time."[/color] Cecilia replied as Evan told her about the situation with the shocktroopers. [color=red]"So, what's the squad like? Like who is who and everything."[/color] Cecilia asked, wondering about what information she could get. She could then hear her name being called out, "Alright then, Ashart, Fairglaive and Rousseau sound off so I know who every one is!"

[color=red]"Uh... Who's that calling me? And what does he do?"[/color] Cecilia asked.
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Evan thumbed towards Hunt, when asked who was calling her. [b]"PFC Hunt, our daily reminder of how the Army looks down on us militia. Was a scout in the army, but got transferred here for... some godforsaken reason."[/b] He shrugged. [b]"As for the rest of the squad, we've got...[/b] Evan listed off the members of the squad and gave a quick (albeit somewhat sarcastic sounding) description of each of them. [b]"I think that's everyone. Anyways. You might as well go figure out what soldier boy wants from you. He'll get all pissy with ya if you don't."[/b]
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[color=red]"Oh, someone from the army. I see. Hunt, huh ..."[/color] Cecilia said. She listed to her brief introduction to the members of the squad, nodding a bit. [color=red]"Yeah I should get going. I'll see you later"[/color] she replied, grabbing the SMG she was given and headed out of the APC.

Heading to where Hunt was, she peered at his stripes. [i]Lance Corporal? I thought Evan said he was a PFC[/i] she wondered. [color=red]"Excuse me, Hunt. I was informed you were a PFC... Also, sorry for the late introduction."[/color] she straightened up to give a salute, [color=red]"Private First Class, Cecilia Rousseau, reporting in."[/color]