The Spaniard backed up in surprise, frowning his eyebrows as he just waved his hand at him [color=00a651][b]"Yeah, blame me for choosing [i]vida[/i] over death..."[/b][/color] he says to himself, going into the nearest dormitory to change. Pulling up his shirt as he winces in pain, an old scar still haunting him to today. It was located near the waist, almost 2 inches in length and presumably made with the pointy end of some weapon, more than likely a knife or shiv. He groaned slightly, taking off his shirt entirely now, scratching his arms, some crude tattoos on his wrists.

He then proceeded to slowly insert himself into the military attire "I was made for clubs and shit like that, not this..." he thought to himself as his eyes scanned the room around: Loads of beds in the same room, almost no space to walk trough them, everything being tightly put together, to maximize the space the room had to offer, which was really not a lot. Óscar sighed loudly, sitting on the far end of the bed for some seconds, scratching his beard and closing his eyes, thinking.

[color=00a651][i]"I'm not a bad guy...I mean, yeah, I deserted but I was going to die either way! That League had no fucking clue how the axis-controlled France was, but I did. And now the siblings are mad at me because of abandoning them: Well, fucking obviously! I was forced into this shit, why did I have to take care of two kids that pretended to be soldiers?"[/i][/color] he then shakes his head, grabbing his normal attire and putting it back where it was, not really paying attention to how he tidied it up. [color=00a651]"[i]Jesús[/i], but I pretended to be a soldier too...all of that fucking Viking nonsense, come on Óscar, this is war! Now you guys have better chances, just, trust in your squad...not that we're going to leave the training fields early either, heh."[/color] He stopped his thinking, slowly walking out of the building and reuniting with the Captain, giving him a more formal salute now.[@Oak7ree]

[color=00a651][b]"Hey, uh, Captain...do we really need to run on the mountain again? I mean, we should probably take some training on our powers every once in a while, right?"[/b][/color] he said with a light-hearted smirk, in an attempt to make the Captain change his mind.