Travis ignored Angelark's request for names and callsigns. He had better things to do. Travis raised his empty rifle and sighted through the scope. The soft click of the inner mechanism as he pulled the trigger was music to his ears. He leaned the rifle against the compartment wall as he reached into a vest pocket with his right hand. Travis produced a box of Cigars and pulled one out. After unwrapping it and snipping the end Travis lit the stogie using a match and took a long puff off of it. 'Welcome to Hell.' he thought as he mentally welcomed the newcomers.
((me back))
Name:camille lynn
age:??
sex-female
race:???
looks: post pic later
wepons: 3 hand guns((in book bag) 1 mecin gun and 1 laser gun
Camille is a shy hard worker in life she sets goals and she will make any thing happen to get to her goals.Her family was turned into zombies resently that had a efted her by not talking .Camille carrys around in her book bag 3 hasnd guns for just in case some thing happens bullet clouthing brush tooth brush tooth past money and food and a couple not books and pencils and shapners .
Travis looked up at the man standing before him. "Who are you?" Travis asked. He wasn't much for small talk, but he would need to know what to call everyone.
(Check out my new pics in the Character thread, and down below is a little something I threw together for the RP. By the way if you've ever wondered what I really look like, here is a link.
ImmortalSamurai's True Form )
Travis smirked as he looked past Ashford and caught a glare from Angelark. "You don't have to salute me Corporal. I am not your CO. I'm Sergeant Travis Burton, and I am with Delta Team 6." Travis caught himself as memories of a night long ago began to flood his mind. "I guess I should say 'I AM Delta Team 6.' General Carlyle is my CO." Travis changed the subject.