[hr][hr][center][h1][color=662d91]Alexander Polawski[/color][/h1]
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Yeah this absolutely felt like they were heading into combat, just like the ol' times; talk about the what-to-do's and what-not-to-do's, sentimentally thanking each other for this and that, even the prospect of a reward or gift if one of the new guys actually pulled through alive. Now if they had actually been siting in a Huey blasting some good music over the speakers, Alexander would have questioned if he was back to his 20's. 

[color=662d91]"First I get warm coffee, then I get a ride on a tank and now a full meal? If I didn't know better, I'd say that you've grown fond of Ol' Gramps."[/color] Alexander chuckled as well, though he did geniuenly appreciate Lola's offer. Not that he thought he'd actually be allowed to join their little crew, but it made for a good laugh at least. Alexander still rubbed his head, the pain still pulsating hard for every heartbeat, though it was getting better. It helped that Lola wasn't driving the tank like they had the NVA right up their arses. 

Seen as Thalia hadn't spoken to him again or told him what to do, Alexander resumed his quiet position in his seat. This was Thalia's personal stake they were talking about, and he wasn't going to go against the orders of who he, for the moment, saw as his superior. At least not until he possibly needed to get her the hell out of dodge.