[hr][hr][center][h1][color=662d91]Alexander Polawski[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=662d91]Location:[/color][/b] North Of Newnan (Spring & St. Clair) [/center][hr][hr]

If it wasn't the sound of their surprised voices coming from the hatch of the tank, the noticable stop of movement did what Alexander could only thank the powers that might have been; to give him something more important to think about than his own misery. At first he didn't notice the scenery passing slower, even for the Stuart's initial jerk, but when he swore he hadn't seen the ruins of a particularly ugly house move an inch for ten seconds, he felt something was going on. 

The question though was whether he was allowed to question what had caused the Kiwi to stop driving. Yes, Lola hadn't given him the figuartive cold scoulding like Thalia, but they were both down there, much more attached to each other than he would ever be. So the threat of dismissal was there, sure enough. 

No, he took his chance. With the tank standing still, he climbed up to the hatch and sat down beside it so that he could speak with them. But he made sure not to actually get any visual contact with them, perhaps hoping that he wouldn't be intruding as much. [color=662d91]"What's the trouble, Sergeant, if you don't mind me nosing around?"[/color]