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Current Wow its been 2 years since I logged in...
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I'm back... I've been gone far to long peeps

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Charles did't really wait to much when he heard the alerts in the mess hall. He calmly walked to the barracks and found reached under his bed pulling out a black box, he reached inside in pulled out the desert-camo painted Kevlar armor from his service for the US. The Kevlar seemed to fit as well as it had and there was actually still a clip from his M9 still in one of the pockets. He then strapped the helmet he had spent a few nights upgrading in France, onto his head and went to the armory to see what he could grab that would be the best tactically for this mission. He spotted a rather old, but still quite pristine HK33 lying in the back he blew the dust off it and told the attendant he was gonna be taking it on this mission. To which he replied, "Man no ones touched that thing since I been here, I'm not even sure if its on record." After a quick search though the gun was in fact in the system and he told him all his information and went on his way. He quickly got the ammunition he needed and was at the drop ship waiting with the rest of the crew.

Unlike the usual helmet, he was wearing sort of a normal issued Kevlar helmet with a HUD visor that slid down in a single panel to his nose. The outside of the heads up display had the top half of a skull visible and he could change it to a blank state pretty quickly with a simple touch. He also had a scarf from Afghanistan rapped around his neck. He sat down on the drop ship and pulled out the cleaning kit he had stored in the compartment just under his left arm, on his side. He got to work making sure the acog was lined up and the mechanisms were clean.
Lmao i was joking guys of course were gonna use OOC
i render this OOC obsolete... good day
no you type like /join #para
Charles sat on toward the front of the room some blood on his face from a hit Goliath had landed. He tasted some blood as he took an unhealthy drag of his cigarette and glanced to the back of the room were Goliath had just made a comment. "See you'd have to stop being Chicken shit to get out of it... That would be why they gave it to you in the first place." Charles chuckled and took another unhealthy drag, Goliath wasn't the only one that could hold a grudge for no reason, Charles just hoped the commanding officer wouldn't started riding them for it. Charles believed Goliath could be a good person, underneath all that con.
Charles jumped on top of Goliath and started hammering elbows toward Goliath's face without even looking with his head out of the way tucked down to the left he couldn't see much. He then push himself up with his left arm, and made sure Goliath didn't have a chance to swing. He then let his head arc and slammed his forehead into Goliath's making a smacking definitive sound as there heads connected. Charles then stood up before walking away he looked down at the man and kneeled back down next to him. "I'm Brazilian you piece of shit, we speak Portuguese." He then walked out of the ring leaving the man were he was.
Charles dodged the half-hearted punches and took one of the opportunities to slip under Goliaths arm, swinging a punch at his kidney as well as sweeping his foot back to catch the foot that was off balance and send him on his back. Charles had waited for what he thought was the perfect moment, if the man rolled out of it he would try something big, but if the fight went to the ground this battle was gonna go on alot longer. Goliath wasn't necessarily strong but his shots were a little off, either a moment to earlier or a moment to late and Charles felt like he might be able to just wear the guy out without even hurting him. The look in Goliaths eyes as he swept his foot back told Charles that wasn't the case.
Charles was waiting in the gym shirtless revealing the scars all over his body, he was wrapping his hands up waiting for Goliath to get ready. The guy sure was a cocky mother fucker, he would be glad when the man quit talking through his ass and realize he was about to get a real fight. Charles popped his neck and stretched while he was waiting for Gath to get in the ring, and he wasn't gonna hold anything back, as he was sure the other man wouldn't either. One thing was for sure, Gath looked mad and that made Charles smile for a brief moment.
Charles cocked his head to the side a bit letting smoke fall out his mouth. It was obvious this guy was looking for a fight, Charles just wasn't sure if he knew who's door he was knocking on. "Shut the fuck up you convict peca Europeu de merda. You don't know me or anything about me, I look at you and see trash boys from my childhood wouldn't even wipe there asses with. Id love to see you try to touch me." Charles stood up and grabbed the crossbow. "I'm taking this to my quarters, When I get back we can test you theories." He went to do as he said he would and when he returned one of the bartenders told him that if they were gonna fight here he would get both of them written up, apparently there was a gym with a ring we could spare in. Though spare isn't the word he would have used himself, he looked over at the big man still puffing on his cigar. "So what do you say? Want to prove what you said about juicing me? Prison rules of course. In France we don't use gloves generally." Charles walked out of the lounge yelling back "Ill see you there if you not a pussy!"
Charles walked up to one of the tables in the room and set the crossbow down sitting down, directly across from Gath. "Where do you think i am from?" He said lighting a cigarette. This man knew nothing about him, or his past. At least he wasn't forced into being here because of his own stupidity. Basically Charles wasn't gonna let this man just shit on his face.
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