[h2][color=lightgreen][u]Jake Cross                                             [/u][/color][/h2]

Jake was listening to everybody share their stories, hearing about their tales of adventure and of course their narrow escapes, but before they could really get too far into it Isis and Bastet came back around dragging behind a heavy carcass of a Knossa that seemed to have a good deal of meat on the bone. That's one thing he could give her credit for, she knew how to bring home the bacon... or in this case Knossa flanks. Now was his time to shine and upon seeing her struggle with the last few meters he stood up and jogged over to assist in dragging it the last of the way. [color=lightgreen]"Good catch Isis!"[/color] He started watching her fall to the ground tired and drained from what must have been a rough hunt, [color=lightgreen]"Don't worry, I'll carve 'em up and get us some flanks for the fire."[/color] He finished, putting out his survival knife to start cutting into the Knossa. Unfortunately a large chunk of the meat would have to go to the wayside due to their lack of storage and the fact that a large chunk is mostly fatty, greasy waste. Still though it wouldn't take much to cut past that and get at the good stuff.

While toiling away he listened and watched as the rest of the gang talked about their adventures. Apparently Mataus had a pretty good time as a pilot, taking on and supporting who knows how many different ranges. Which of course meant that Jake was glad to have him on board. Rig had some time under the Armored Division which was news to him and while it answered a few questions, certainly gave him a wider range of skills in that he must know a bunch about countless vehicles.

Then came around Nathan who had a moment to make sure everything was set and ready for shift, which again Jake could respect. Those who weren't prepared out here would be dead before long. [color=lightgreen]"I got ya. Though if you want my advice, let it go. Out here you don't know when things like those will fail and that's no good. But really it can't be that bad. Gives you a grasp on old memories and old files, like a phone that won't break from the humidity. Right? Enjoy it man."[/color] While Jake didn't care much for technological gadgets he couldn't help but admire what some could do. Lucky bastard probably had pictures from back home and who knows what else with it. Regardless, he was off to his rounds which meant he was back on for preparing dinner.

Spook was certainly animated about her story and it even made Jake pause in his carving to watch her relive that moment with... well it seemed to be enjoyment oddly enough. That of course somewhat disturbed him given how she found an entire team of dead soldiers and almost died herself, but it did tell that she's capable of taking care of herself. Even if she's a little zealous and joyous in it. [color=lightgreen]"Easy there killer, don't go cutting us up!"[/color] He said in jest at her swinging around that blade.

Though as things started to roll around he had enough flanks that it was time to start cooking them up. So with a few metal rods salvaged from their survival supplies, he skewered them on to be dug up into the ground around the fire, letting the wonderful smell of cooking meat fill the air. Upon returning to Isis' kill he got a few more ready and by then the first round was ready to serve, [color=lightgreen]"Isis I think you should have first bite, but other than that. Bottoms up ya'll! And thank you Isis for getting this treat for us. Great way to start a camping trip."[/color] He said, handing a metal plate with a hearty Knossa flank to Isis, leaving the rest on plates near to the fire for everybody to grab at their own leisure.

He himself was going to take his plate back over to the Knossa, still looking to carve up more of it while the meat was still fresh, clean, and good. Casually taking a few bites and avoiding the raw blood from his knife as he ate and cut simultaneously.