<span style='color:blue'> *awakens* *looks around* *notices there is only 30 minutes till shift starts* *prepares my uniform for a lovely day of ruffling around and perhaps alien gib* *shoves a book down a cargo pant pocket in case of a normal shift* *shuffles into the mess hall* *swipes a few waffles and syrup* *sit down* *takes out canteen and adds water to the syrup and mixes it in* "I hate their syrup. If you don't add water, it takes a year and a day for it to come out of it's little packet. And if you do add water, it becomes tasteless sticky goo. At least the waffles were still 'warm' <!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'><!--endemo-->." </span>
<span style='color:gray'><u>*wakes up and looks at alarm clock* "Damn it. The clock is late" *gets up, and takes a quick, cold shower* "Just whished I had a few more hours of sleep" *gets out os shower, and does the beard* "I have a feeling we are going to a mission" *puts on standard military slothes first. On top of it, puts a black jacket, with a Wolf on it's side. Puts on belt which contains the old knife and my good ol' Vladstock* "There, the pistol is loaded" *gets out of dorm and heads to the canteen. Takes a bowl of cornflakes and a cup of black cofee* "Hey man, had a good sleep?" *heads over to Terran and takes sits down* "Humm.... I love the smell of coffee"</u></span>
<span style='color:purple'><b> " Ello Shade, ain't got any hot water, had a cold freaking shower, seems to be one of those days i guess, wanna grab some food ?"</b></span>
<span style='color:red'>*Gets up. Takes a very cold shower. Walks to messhall to await shift.* "Oh boy, they trying to find a way to make ice cheaper? Almost froze my balls off." *Sends some water through a coffee pot (with no coffee) and throws on head* "Yeow! At least I'm warm now <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> "</span>
<b>I'mmmmm baaaackkk...had problems logging on...anyone else had problems?</b>
<span style='color:purple'>"I'll catch ya later then sparks, no food for me yet, guna go take a nice icy shower... at least i'm warned how cold it is now" *goes off and takes a frozen shower before comming back to the messhall and grabbing a soda* "It's caffien, just in a different style than coffee." *tries to act cheerful even tho its very early*</span>
<span style='color:green'>"New day, new adventure." *me smirks as he remembers the words from the recruiting office* "New adventure with a freezing shower's more like it." *washes and trims, yawns while lazily pulling on an olive drab flight suit* *makes a last lookover of himself in his half-height locker mirror, making sure his insignia, belt, shoes and personal appearance are all good for the first day of his new assignment, looks around his spartan quarters and heads for the mess* "Hey." *grabs the usual station slop and turpentine-coffee and takes a seat near the others* "So, whatcha think we got for today?"</span>
<span style='color:purple'>*greets spin as he sits down* "Hey man, ya tried the showers yet? they're icy as hell... Well if hell was cold that is."</span>
<span style='color:orange'>*walkes into mess hall with a strange look on his face warmed only by, ironically, the ice shower he had earlier. His helmet is under his arm and his hair is tied back with a few pieces of string at regular intervals down his back. After waking from the nightmare, he had tried to go to sleep, but with no success. Grabs some toast and an empty glass, takes out drink canister and pours the contents, brandy, into the glass*</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"why is everyone complaining about icy showers? Mine was lovely and warm..."
*sees glares from everybody else*
"im gonna go and get my stuff ready for going on shift"
*finishes breakfast and hurries out of the room*</span></span></span>
<b><span style='color:purple'> *Grabs some toast and cereal with some coffee. And sits down with everyone.* " Anyone know how long till we are up ? Hey we getting briefed or they just sending us on our way ?"</span></b>
<b> Rather than go into detail on the armor aquisition, we'll say i got it a while ago, standard armor, of course</b>
<span style='color:white'> *Ed disembarks from the head and checks his watch* "Crap, late again. Starting to miss being confined to Quarters." *Ed hurries back to Launch Bay 3. he hurries to the back of the ship and steps into the open rear hatch. Ed remembers when the rear compartment used to be for hauling pallets of supplies, but hours of labor later, had transformed her into a rather decent troop transport. Ed walks to the back, passing the foldout seats, and opens a footlocker. He pulls out a standard uniform fomr the locker, he unlatches the orange armband and proceeds to get changed. As he leaves, he grabs his flight helmet from the pilot's seat.* "should bring it with..." *Ed picks up the flight helmet and carries it under his arm and heads for the Cafeteria.</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*starts rummaging through med kit, checking he's got everything* "Was he the only one who got a warm shower? B-stard. Ah well, at least I got about five seconds of heat." *draws another coffee, starts sipping* "At least these are warm. Couple weeks back the coffee machine was ejecting coffee coloured ice cubes. Spark, we're on watch. Means we have to be ready to ship out at the drop of a hat. Doesn't mean we'll see action, so we'll probably wind up drinking coffee, mucking round in the simulator and telling tall tales all shift. Again."</span></span>
<span style='color:red'>" And besides that, they won't breif us. Thats Xect's job. That, and we don't really need to know what's happening. Remember? Mindless drones. I had a real "honest" drill searg.</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Remind me that I'm mindless when I patch you up and put a gun back in your hands."</span></span>
<span style='color:gray'><u>*finishes breakfast* "I'm gona get my things ready. C ya later" *goes back to dorm. Inside, get's a small backpack, and puts a couple of vodka bottles inside, and a small metal pack, which contains 2 screwdrivers, several metal wires, a clipper and a strange little gaget.* "OK, everything's here" *puts on a standard armor, gets a couple of clips for the Vladstock, and a couple of clips for the LMG.*</u></span>
<b>It's me birthday today <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> !!! yeah!!! By the way.... we get our own weapons and armor or we recieve them later?</b>
<span style='color:purple'>"Meh, I don't know if I want to have action or not now.... after hearing about this whole new strain of Khaara and all I'm not so sure anymore." *sips some from his soda* "Eh, at least some action might warm me up." *sigh*</span>
<b><span style='color:white'>*comes over from the other side of the mess hall* "Hear ya there Khaim. Wouldnt mind a bit of peace after that battle. At least I'd want to wait untill they find out what changed in the Kharaa. I don't like the idea of fighting an unknown enemy. No matter what, we're supposed to be ready to move to the slaughterhouse as first wave of victims from now on and the next 8 hours, can only hope nothing's gonna happen."</b></span>
<span style='color:blue'> *me smirks* "w00! Let's hear it for us! We're the first guys in and the first guys out right! In body bags or something!" *chuckles a bit* "Ah well, I've heard about some cheaper stuff and some new gizmos we have to play with now in field. Read the briefing records and the declassified R&D reports. Quite fun stuff actually." *pours syrup over waffles and begins eating* </span>
<span style='color:green'>"I assume you've heard about that commander on Theta Epsilon who hacked the ship nanos and turned the medpacks into cans of spam, huh?"</span> <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->
<span style='color:purple'><b> *Finishes of breakfast.* " Well guys i'm gonna pack now, catch you all later." *Heads out of the mess hall and heads to his room. Walks in and grabs his trist rucksack, starts filling it up with his home made potions and boosters with a couple of med packs. He pulls out his combat field medic vest and fills it up with spare ammo clips and and tablets.</b></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>*walks back into the mess hall*
"i've been thinking. about the hot water. It must have been pretty low when i used it for it to run out soon after. The ships designers weren't stupid. they did make large hot water tanks. all i can say is get up earlier next time."</span></span></span>
<b><span style='color:white'>"Either that or you'll just have to take shorter baths and save some for the rest of 'em. Lucky I got up in time, but I also didnt stay up untill 4 hours before the shift either.
Jaeger, that sounds like a story you'll have to tell. Never heard that."</b></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Caffeine is your friend, xect. That and the cocktail of stimulants your suit's nanos regulate your body with in the field." *raises cup, finishes it off and gets a third coffee* "That'd be quite a trick, Jaeger." *sits back down* "Body bags? Not if I can help it." </span></span>
<span style='color:green'>"No kidding it was a trick. <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo--> Apparently this cocky commander gets orders from above to send his team to some freighter that has dollar signs written all over it. Minor infestation, so he begins dropping medkits everywhere. I hear his sergeant complained about the spam, so he hacks into the cockpit nanogrid and begins dropping "spampacks". I wasn't there, but my old wizzo knew a guy in munitions who saw it and said it was hilarious."</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"body bags eh? You heard that to help the cleanup operations, all TSA are being given a body bag. Kinda reminds me of the staff cutbacks at my old place of work. Voluntary suicides every friday afternoon from the roof. They soon realised that the mess in the carpark was getting too much for the cleaners to handle, so they asked the volunteers to climb into the body bags before they jumped. Saved a hell of a lot of money on the cleanup operations, so they didnt need to cut back so many staff. Very clever. They'll be employing that here soon. The orders will come on a desperate missioon to climb into the body bag before you even go through the IP."</span></span></span>
<span style='color:white'> "Let's hope not, Body Bags make me look fat." *Ed picks that precise moment to walk through the mess hall door, He sits down and places his insect head like flight helmet on the table. Ed then sits down, folds his arms, and rests them on the helmet.* "man, this place is huge, got lost twice trying to get here-" *Ed looks at the remains of someone's breakfast sitting on the table* "... Isnt that the Meatloaf from dinner yesterday?" *Ed remembers this is a military station* 'Late for breakfast too? darnit, let's hope today doesnt get any worse..." *Ed stands up and gets in the chow line.*</span>
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*awakens*
*looks around*
*notices there is only 30 minutes till shift starts*
*prepares my uniform for a lovely day of ruffling around and perhaps alien gib*
*shoves a book down a cargo pant pocket in case of a normal shift*
*shuffles into the mess hall*
*swipes a few waffles and syrup*
*sit down*
*takes out canteen and adds water to the syrup and mixes it in*
"I hate their syrup. If you don't add water, it takes a year and a day for it to come out of it's little packet. And if you do add water, it becomes tasteless sticky goo. At least the waffles were still 'warm' <!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'><!--endemo-->."
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"Damn it. The clock is late"
*gets up, and takes a quick, cold shower*
"Just whished I had a few more hours of sleep"
*gets out os shower, and does the beard*
"I have a feeling we are going to a mission"
*puts on standard military slothes first. On top of it, puts a black jacket, with a Wolf on it's side. Puts on belt which contains the old knife and my good ol' Vladstock*
"There, the pistol is loaded"
*gets out of dorm and heads to the canteen. Takes a bowl of cornflakes and a cup of black cofee*
"Hey man, had a good sleep?"
*heads over to Terran and takes sits down*
"Humm.... I love the smell of coffee"</u></span>
" Ello Shade, ain't got any hot water, had a cold freaking shower, seems to be one of those days i guess, wanna grab some food ?"</b></span>
"Oh boy, they trying to find a way to make ice cheaper? Almost froze my balls off."
*Sends some water through a coffee pot (with no coffee) and throws on head*
"Yeow! At least I'm warm now <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> "</span>
<b>I'mmmmm baaaackkk...had problems logging on...anyone else had problems?</b>
*goes off and takes a frozen shower before comming back to the messhall and grabbing a soda*
"It's caffien, just in a different style than coffee."
*tries to act cheerful even tho its very early*</span>
*me smirks as he remembers the words from the recruiting office*
"New adventure with a freezing shower's more like it."
*washes and trims, yawns while lazily pulling on an olive drab flight suit*
*makes a last lookover of himself in his half-height locker mirror, making sure his insignia, belt, shoes and personal appearance are all good for the first day of his new assignment, looks around his spartan quarters and heads for the mess*
"Hey."
*grabs the usual station slop and turpentine-coffee and takes a seat near the others*
"So, whatcha think we got for today?"</span>
*goes to mess hall*
*takes a bottle of coke*
*sits down next to terran*
*starts drinking*</b></span>
"Hey man, ya tried the showers yet? they're icy as hell... Well if hell was cold that is."</span>
I'll be out for two weeks, business things... So play nice guys.
</b>
*sees glares from everybody else*
"im gonna go and get my stuff ready for going on shift"
*finishes breakfast and hurries out of the room*</span></span></span>
*Grabs some toast and cereal with some coffee. And sits down with everyone.*
" Anyone know how long till we are up ? Hey we getting briefed or they just sending us on our way ?"</span></b>
<span style='color:white'> *Ed disembarks from the head and checks his watch*
"Crap, late again. Starting to miss being confined to Quarters."
*Ed hurries back to Launch Bay 3. he hurries to the back of the ship and steps into the open rear hatch. Ed remembers when the rear compartment used to be for hauling pallets of supplies, but hours of labor later, had transformed her into a rather decent troop transport. Ed walks to the back, passing the foldout seats, and opens a footlocker. He pulls out a standard uniform fomr the locker, he unlatches the orange armband and proceeds to get changed. As he leaves, he grabs his flight helmet from the pilot's seat.* "should bring it with..." *Ed picks up the flight helmet and carries it under his arm and heads for the Cafeteria.</span>
"Was he the only one who got a warm shower? B-stard. Ah well, at least I got about five seconds of heat."
*draws another coffee, starts sipping*
"At least these are warm. Couple weeks back the coffee machine was ejecting coffee coloured ice cubes. Spark, we're on watch. Means we have to be ready to ship out at the drop of a hat. Doesn't mean we'll see action, so we'll probably wind up drinking coffee, mucking round in the simulator and telling tall tales all shift. Again."</span></span>
"I'm gona get my things ready. C ya later"
*goes back to dorm. Inside, get's a small backpack, and puts a couple of vodka bottles inside, and a small metal pack, which contains 2 screwdrivers, several metal wires, a clipper and a strange little gaget.*
"OK, everything's here"
*puts on a standard armor, gets a couple of clips for the Vladstock, and a couple of clips for the LMG.*</u></span>
<b>It's me birthday today <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> !!! yeah!!!
By the way.... we get our own weapons and armor or we recieve them later?</b>
*sips some from his soda*
"Eh, at least some action might warm me up." *sigh*</span>
"Hear ya there Khaim. Wouldnt mind a bit of peace after that battle. At least I'd want to wait untill they find out what changed in the Kharaa. I don't like the idea of fighting an unknown enemy. No matter what, we're supposed to be ready to move to the slaughterhouse as first wave of victims from now on and the next 8 hours, can only hope nothing's gonna happen."</b></span>
*me smirks*
"w00! Let's hear it for us! We're the first guys in and the first guys out right! In body bags or something!"
*chuckles a bit*
"Ah well, I've heard about some cheaper stuff and some new gizmos we have to play with now in field. Read the briefing records and the declassified R&D reports. Quite fun stuff actually."
*pours syrup over waffles and begins eating*
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*Finishes of breakfast.*
" Well guys i'm gonna pack now, catch you all later."
*Heads out of the mess hall and heads to his room. Walks in and grabs his trist rucksack, starts filling it up with his home made potions and boosters with a couple of med packs. He pulls out his combat field medic vest and fills it up with spare ammo clips and and tablets.</b></span>
"i've been thinking. about the hot water. It must have been pretty low when i used it for it to run out soon after. The ships designers weren't stupid. they did make large hot water tanks. all i can say is get up earlier next time."</span></span></span>
Jaeger, that sounds like a story you'll have to tell. Never heard that."</b></span>
*raises cup, finishes it off and gets a third coffee*
"That'd be quite a trick, Jaeger."
*sits back down*
"Body bags? Not if I can help it."
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<a href='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/index.php?act=ST&f=19&t=32517&hl=' target='_blank'>Spampacks. Fact, or Fiction.</a> <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->
*Ed picks that precise moment to walk through the mess hall door, He sits down and places his insect head like flight helmet on the table. Ed then sits down, folds his arms, and rests them on the helmet.*
"man, this place is huge, got lost twice trying to get here-"
*Ed looks at the remains of someone's breakfast sitting on the table*
"... Isnt that the Meatloaf from dinner yesterday?"
*Ed remembers this is a military station*
'Late for breakfast too? darnit, let's hope today doesnt get any worse..."
*Ed stands up and gets in the chow line.*</span>