Brine
After the second shot I more or less quit paying attention to what Commander Monroe was saying, not that I didn't think it was important but I was slightly more concerned with the bullet now lodged in my leg. Thankfully the third shot drowned out any noise I made when struck by the ricochet, I recovered in time to catch the part about being confined to quarters and janitorial duties. After Commander Monroe walked to the loading ramp of the ship I took a look for Capt. Carson and when I spotted her, waved in her direction saying.
"Captain Carson, your slotted to be the squad medic correct?" I asked to which she nodded an affirmative, then I continued. "there's something urgent I need to speak to you about after we receive our bunking orders." I say as normally as I can and hang to the back of the group, with barely any sign that there's a hole in my leg.
Derek
Showing my displeasure by letting out a loud groan I start walking towards the C.O. to get my room assignment. 'I swear if I'm bunked with one of those assholes I'm going to make his life miserable for as long as this trip last!' I think to myself as I take my piece of paper. I look down at it as I continue into the ship and I can't help but smile. 'O fuck yeah, Welcome to hell bitch.' I was paired with the man that shot his mouth off at the coms officer. Now to find something fun to do to make this trip unforgettable.