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"The names Raymond Cap'n Ghost, theres noone to secure. Theres just you and me cap'n, I swear. Calm down, I think the alien air is getting to you. NOW LOWER THE GUN CAPTAIN GHOST, THATS AN ORDER!" He yelled, as the nice approach wasn't working.

"Captain, listen to me! Lower your weapon or I'll have to raise the alarm and I don't want to! CAP'N!" He tried to keep his cool but the panic was beginning to show through. He preemptively reopened his comms to the rest of Echo by tapping his communicator. He placed a hand onto his rocket...

Ill skip the trap check because of the current predicament he'd stop trying "Ah.Cap'n? Its me Raymond remember? Echo Squad? Lower your weapon, ey? Cap'n?" He stared straight at Ghost, the only thought rushing through his head being 'oh :):):):), not again'.

"Cap'n...? Cap'n...? Argh...I don't like this, Lost him again. Cap'n? Right, trap, disarm, concentrate Raymond, concentrate. Going forward is always better than backwards." Assuming here that I have no idea theres something behind me, I'm going to try and start taking apart these traps. What...

"Ey, you told me to breach it cap'n! Anyway.... Whatever I saw it seems to be gone. Theres a trap set up across here... Do I proceed or go back to holding position? "

"I...uh..... sorry? Well if you don't want me around..." wait! Maybe that was code! I think that was a yes!" "Roger Cap'n!" Raymond shoulderbarges the door with his rocket launcher.

He spoke through his communicator directly to Ghost, having closed communications with those in the building for now thinking maybe the cross communications might be causing static, he wasn't sure quite how much of it was getting through. "Strange sounds coming from the building... I feel kinda...

He left his braced machine gun, hauling his launcher into his arms, and proceeded towards where he thought he had heard the sound at Ghost's say so, slowly and carefully. Or, as slow and careful as one can be with a rocket launcher mounted on your shoulder. (going to assume a perception check...

He actually jumped a little because he wasn't expecting anything out here, he was expecting things to come bursting from a building. He broadcast his comms. "Cap'n Ghost, Cap'n Baudric... Theres something here. Unless I'm mistaken... In the direction of the camp. Permission to investigate,ey?"

He looked over at him as Ghost mentioned watching his back, his hand moving subconsciously to his side. "Right, nothing will get past us, ey?" He engaged his overwatch module, beginning to set up his beloved machine gun, nodding as Ghost set off for his vantage point. He tapped on his...

He looked left and right, not hearing any volunteers as of yet for Ghost's 'guard duty'. "Suppose thats my job again, ey? Best back watcher this side of... Space!"

Alpha Suit Loadout: Heavy Machine Gun (Artillery): 30 Heavy Launcher (Heavy) : 55(+25) Shield armor (Armor): 60(+5) Advanced Skill (bravery) 70 +10 same as before, i think. "The word sidearm doesn't do justice to what I'm bringing to the table cap'n!" The young private stepped into his...

Ray probably spent most of his time shootin' guns down at the training facilities and bothering Bart up on the bridge. I'd rather continue wooing every female specimen on the ship in a non-downtime manner so we'll just say hes playing hard to get for now. He would have probably reported the...

"Why is dissection even associated with being a soldier? I AM a soldier through and through private Tsuba and damn proud of it. Being primarily a scientist doesnt make you any better than us. I appreciate your opinion, ey? But its no more informed or important than ours."

"DINOSAURS?!?!" He exclaimed,then clamped his hand over his mouth. If they had the chance to meet real live 'dangerous dinosaur like beings' he was all for it... For the next few minutes he imagined riding a triceratops into the heat of battle guns blazing, till Rey spoke, then he decided to...

"they helped us out once, but whose to say they won't just turn on us when they feel like it,ey? We all know only too well that war alliances rarely last, and it does seem like these scavengers and hunters are warring. I'd like to believe they're 'friends' but I'm not so sure. Then again,we're...

He groaned, trudging yet again to a new location, their proposed meeting space. He knew he had his duties but he'd just -been- on a (somewhat fruitless in his opinion) mission, now they were planning the next one. Winding down did not appear to be an option. "Ey, Rey... Why does noone slow down...

"Aww..." He lowered his gun, shuffling dejectedly back to the armory. (Thinking)How am I supposed to impress people with heroics with a damn communications glitch? Why no evil bloodsucking aliens? He put his suit back in the armory and made his way to debriefing - he made a mental note to go...

quick question, can I bring my anti tank gun along? Just as a precaution. Honest. "The engines are off...Somethings up, ey? Tactical modification suggestion, Cap'n; I'll provide covering fire if anything comes out when breached. Rey and Arthur would be better used elsewhere, perhaps to board...

"I'm afraid I too was disturbed from a conversation with a pair of particularly lovely ladies, Rey; The situation as of right now is that Bart was in contact with an authorised starseekee vessel piloted by Sarah and a currently unknown bodyguafd, presumed male and of military origin...But i...