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Message: <blockquote data-quote="знаток" data-source="post: 2407887" data-attributes="member: 27735">Vidal suffers throughout the day, tired and somewhat ill-prepared because he stayed up late writing to his sister, then checking his equipment for today’s march.  It was easy to get carried away when writing home, and he ended up sleeping for less than four hours.  He had little trouble keeping up with the march.  He enjoyed it, and keeping the rhythm was natural and easy, even if his mental capacity was hampered by fatigue as it was.  The day went acceptably for him, he thought as he settled into the truck, thinking briefly about his bunk back at camp.  After a good day of marching, though, the monotony of the truck ride attacked his will, and he closed his eyes to sleep, waking only a time or two and lacking his senses when he did.  The mechanical cacophony and sudden halt of the truck yank him from his slumber as he’s nearly tossed to the floor, confused and nearly in a panic.  He hears the sergent-chef’s voice from outside as he looks at his comrades’ faces for an idea of what’s happening.  Eyes wide, he groggily checks his weapon and other equipment numerous times, waiting for everyone else to get to the tailgate before heading out in order to give himself as much time as possible to physically and mentally collect.  He stumbles out of the tailgate, nearly falling due to a not-quite-awake gluteus.  Fortitude: <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=116677" target="_blank">7</a>+<a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=116681" target="_blank">3</a>(AP)=10Spot: <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=116684" target="_blank">7</a>Listen: <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=116687" target="_blank">3</a></blockquote>

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