[center][h1][color=007236]Private Mudak[/color][/h1][/center]
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Hunter got the impression from the small medic girl that his humor was not liked. He was pretty sure most people didn't like it, but he didn't really care that much. It helped him feel better. Though he did notice the reddening bandages on the medic's arm. It looked very unpleasant, now he wondered if those wounds were just that harsh so that replacing the bandages would be pointless or if she ran out of bandages to replace them? Maybe it was a bad area to do so in, it was dark after all. Not a lot can be done in the dark other then trying to not shoot the wrong target.

Hunter considered checking up on the girl, to make sure that things weren't too bad. Then again he was probably the wrong person for that, he was bad at first impressions and he seemed to really have screwed up the one with her. "[color=007236]I can make a few good shots if need be.[/color]" He said trying to reply to the comment about the medic's arm. He still didn't know her name...

He fell in line either way, they had an outpost to get to and he really wanted a real bed. Even though he had done it before he didn't want to sleep in the dirt, that would leave them exposed. Though the situation wasn't all that bad, two ODSTs, a doctor, and himself. They were not in the worst of shape, could definitely be better but definitely not bad. Too bad at least. Worst comes to worse, they could put up one hell of a last stand if they found a good spot to do it. And a lot more coffee. No point in fighting if you were nto awake enough to be able to tell who you're shooting at.

At one point the ODST leading the small team asked if this was the first time being stranded. "[color=007236]Stranded, not exactly no. My first mission we were sent in to gather insurrectionist data from a little out-post in the middle of nowhere. The mission failed and we were picked off in the retreat.[/color]" He took a deep breath for a moment. "[color=007236]I find this situation much more scary though. Last time the Navy was still around to get us out. And the foes we were fighting were not that good at it. They just got... really damn lucky.[/color]" He trailed off. He felt the need to try and end this on a positive note, he hated leaving things off on a bad note. "[color=007236]On the plus side, I am still pretty sure we killed more of them then they killed us. They were forced to abandon the out-post after we left.[/color]" That didn't seem much better in his mind, but it was better non the less.

He decided he would stop explaining war stories, they rarely went well in his mind. Then again, he only had one before this operation. The rest were stories about how he struggled in basic training. Most of the positions he had obtained in his squad were secondary or third positions to take over when someone else wasn't able to. He figured that wasn't something to be proud of.

Hunter would stay quiet until the Sargent asked another question about their personal lives. He didn't talk much between them though due to the fear of getting shot and because he was now struggling to stay awake. He was decent at hiding it but he worried it would show once any fighting started. He knew a few things to look for when a soldier was experiencing exhaustion, he didn't say anything though because he had been on this planet as long as everyone else. As long as his aim wasn't effected too much he'd be fine. He would just need to focus on not falling asleep when the time came. 

He figured for this question he would answer anyways. "[color=007236]I'd never heard of that.[/color]" He replied. Commenting on having loved ones gives you more motivation to get the job done and go home. "[color=007236]But I guess it's not surprising, having a personal reason to survive can make anyone do anything. But personally I don't have anyone either though sir. Parents are back on Sol IV are the closest I have, and I haven't seen them in years. Nor am I in a hurry to either. I enjoy the freedom of the Marines a hell of a lot more then home.[/color]" He said in a laughing tone.

When most of the talking was done they had started to work up a hill that felt like the tallest hill in the world to Hunter. But the sight at the top was worth every step. On the top of the hill, maybe a mile or so out, lay the entrance to out-post Sierra. "[color=007236]That. Is more beautiful then any girl I have ever laid my eyes on.[/color]" He said with a cheerful smile. [color=007236]The place is well fortified, could probably be held for a decent amount of time with a full strength squad if worst came to worst.[/color] He looked down at it, the adrenaline rush he got from seeing it had almost woken him up completely. "[color=007236]What are we waiting for? Let's get going![/color]" He would wait until the rest of his mixed fireteam was ready to move before going in himself. No need to get himself killed on a friendly mine because he got excited.