[center][h2]Corporal James Hunt|Vacation with Strings[/h2][/center]

When Lily had asked James to wait outside the bank, he had certainly been confused, but she was already inside the door before he could ask why, so, with a sigh, he settled up against the wall by the door to wait. As he did so, he watched some kids across the street playing on the playground, a sight which brought a smile to his face. So much had been affected by the war despite the Army's best attempts to slow the Imperials down. And then there was that artillery they'd encountered after Vasel, which had seemed to turn Ragnaid, perhaps one of the greatest healing substances known to man, into a weapon that melted through tank armor like it was nothing.

It made the Corporal wonder what other new weapons the Imperials were willing to bring to the battlefield to invade a country that had done them no wrong before the war just to make sure they WON. The things James imagined were gruesome to say the least, and as a result of being caught up in his imaginings, he jumped when Lily came back and apologized. "Oh no, you're fine. Had plenty to think about while you were in there, so I wasn't bored. Where to first then?"