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Short post sorry I did just enough to intro Irish but I have some work to do
Erm blaze my white fur button?
Brian 'Irish' McAuley had been in the air all day, since his morning flight to the Chzeck republic to the direct flight here. He had no problem with being in the air he just hated sitting in the air for so long. He had been dropped off with a Czech man who's name he didn't ask, he followed the man to the mess hall and hung back a bit as he introduced himself he watched as one man who looked like the patriarch walk off urgently then not long later he called a meeting. Brian made an effort to get there quickly but was deterred by a need to relieve himself, he made It there about 10 minutes after the briefing had begun. He walked inside closing the door behind him, he saw a man there that matched the description he had been given of Huskarl. Brian stood at attention and saluted.
"Corporal Brian 'Irish' McAuley," he introduced himself "Recently assigned to Husky, sir!"
"Corporal Brian 'Irish' McAuley," he introduced himself "Recently assigned to Husky, sir!"
I got accepted yay!
It's cool Ban
Enrique turned a corner and nearly bowled into Moe, he had to move his hands carefully not to spill his water. She have him a skeptical look and he kind of smiled when she figured out what had happened. He gulped his water and began to listen to her as she talked. He didn't mind some vandalism but he knew the stops he'd have to make along the way wouldn't make her happy. But he couldn't exactly say no or it would seem suspicious, he decided to just grin and bare it.
"Sounds like fun," Enrique said finishing his water, I'll go grab my bag then we can leave ok?"
With that he walked off down the hall and then went under his bed to find a draw string bag. He grabbed it and then grabbed his yellow red and black paints, he set them in the bag and returned to Moe. He lead the way down to his bike and revved it up handing her the helmet.
"Sounds like fun," Enrique said finishing his water, I'll go grab my bag then we can leave ok?"
With that he walked off down the hall and then went under his bed to find a draw string bag. He grabbed it and then grabbed his yellow red and black paints, he set them in the bag and returned to Moe. He lead the way down to his bike and revved it up handing her the helmet.
"Nice build you have there fella," Actaeon heard as a hand landed on his shoulder, "you sure look scary."
Actaeon turned around and grabbed the man by the throat letting out an ear splitting roar, showing his canines. He then let go of the man and smiled. He stuck his hand out for a handshake and introduced himself.
"Actaeon," he began " god of wild beasts and the hunt. And you would be?"
Actaeon turned around and grabbed the man by the throat letting out an ear splitting roar, showing his canines. He then let go of the man and smiled. He stuck his hand out for a handshake and introduced himself.
"Actaeon," he began " god of wild beasts and the hunt. And you would be?"
YES!
Anyway I'll be right back I have a flight at 5:15 this morning so I need to do some stuff before I leave anyway in like maybe 45 minutes I'll be back.
Yeah the expression 'never shoot large calibur man with a small calibur bullet' if ever it applied it would apply to Mikhail, something like Dickhead jack ass or dumb fuck would work but little shit and little attitude typically are used on people who are smallish.
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