CTU Lunar Eclipse

Hw went out into the hallway and leaned up against the wall. He sat down on the floor and just stared off into space. "I left a teammate... behind." He goes into a flash back.

<flashback>
Deuce ran down the hallway of an old decrepid building. Two members of his team was with him. He slowly opened a door and took out the two gaurds with his pistol. He signaled for his team to move in. Seven people filed into the room and one of them started to plant a bomb. One of them armed the bomb and told them "3:00" They all sprinted out of the room and into the outer area of the terrorist base. They piled into a hovering chopper and Deuce started a head count. "We did it!" One soldier spoke up. "Where's Jonsey?!" An earsplitting explosion sounded and Deuce fell into his seat.
<End of Flashback>

Deuce looked at the ground and spoke to himself just loud enough for other to hear.

"I left her behind.. how worthless of a soldier am I?

" i got him ^_^ i finally got my revenge !" He said then he went to the infirmary.

Apple was right, but whatever. They'd be given the night off, and Amir needed the rest. He did feel somewhat bad about the situation with Alice, however, he had to attend to himself, as there was nothing he could do now.

Falling out of line, and returning to his room, he removed the torso part of his uniform, revealing the white a-shirt he had used an an undershirt. (Assuming there's a bathroom that isn't locked) Amir went into the restroom, and tried to wash up as good as he could. The cut on his cheek was visible, he'd only hoped it wouldn't scar. He washed the dirt out of most of his wounds, before cleaning his bandanna, and placing the cool headband back on his head to relieve any pressure, and sooth his headache.

Afterwards, he went towards the 'entertainment' room, and saw Deuce on the ground, he looked horrid, and was mumbling about the mistake made in the session. Amir tried to comfort him by saying "Don't be harsh on yourself. It was only training mission, how would we know anyways? We did not have any means of communications, as far as you and I knew, she had just fell behind because she couldn't keep up". Maybe not the most reassuring of words, but Deuce didn't look like he wanted to be bothered, and it was all Amir could offer.

He went into the room, secured a seat, put his feet on the table nearest to him, and pulled out a cigarette. This one had to be a Camel, as he had wasted his previous one due to Apple's demands. He noticed Jan, "Nice job, hotshot", he said - he reminded Amir of himself when he was younger.

He slowly rose to his feet and walked to his quarters. He left his door open and layed on the bed. "Why didn't I notice.. it just like Jonesy.." He layed on the bed for quite a while before stirring he looked at the open door and waited for anyone to go by. Deuce looked at the key sitting on the table and decided not to lock the door. He removed the top part of his armor and his shirt. Deuce layed back on the cold bed and relaxed.

HE fell asleep but was quite upset about the others. He wished he could have helped them

Originally posted by Advent
He went into the room, secured a seat, put his feet on the table nearest to him, and pulled out a cigarette. This one had to be a Camel, as he had wasted his previous one due to Apple's demands. He noticed Jan, "Nice job, hotshot", he said - he reminded Amir of himself when he was younger.

"Thanks," was Jan's stoic response. He had alot on his mind, but figured this a good a chance as any to learn about his squad mates. He loosened up a bit, and, as genuinely as possible, asked Amir, "So, what were you doing before we got kidnapped and taken here?"

Deuce walks down the hallway and rounds a corner leading towards the recreational center of the building. He hung a right and entered the room and saw the two were already talking so he went over to the T.V. and decided to see if anything good could possibly be on. The TV cuts to life and shows a channel of boring news. He flips through the channels until he arrives on a news channel that caught his eyes. The reporter spoke about a subject they knew all to well about.

Reporter-"Several soldiers from Special Units from various countries and have gone missing. There is no evidence on what could possibly have happened to them and they are presumed dead. No word had gone to any family members in days since they dissapeared. We can only hop for th esafety of these brave soldiers."

He left and looked at the butter knife " ........." He picked it up and started carving at the door " I GATTA GET THEM OUT !" He just stood trying to carvea hole threw the door. " this will take at least an hour" He continued " im not ganna let them die ! " It started getting deeper in the wood " they will be ok !" He made almost a small hole and continued.

Royce sighed and slapped himself on the forehead. He could not believe he left someone behind. However, it was the past, and this was one of the reasons he did not want to build a certain band to anyone in the group. If this was a mission and the entire mission depended on the situation, he would much rather complete the mission and then if possible, return for squad captured. He knew he would be incapable of thinking like this if he had a band built up for anyone in the group, which was why he did not build it up. It was the same with GIGN. He did barely know the guys in his squad, other than what was vital for a mission. He shook his head and walked up to this "entertainment room", walking past the members of the group and had a seat in front of the TV.

Alice sighed, sitting lonely inside the now pitch black room. They could have at least uncuffed her before they left. Her wrists hurt by now and she was unable to stroke one wrist with her other hand, as the cuffs were too far from eachother. Out of the shadows Greg stepped and looked at her, shaking his head. "What a team" He sighed, bending down and uncuffing her. He grabbed her by the wrist tight and walked out of the training yard, trough a door on the side. She moaned a little from his tight grip and she even limped some, as her left leg had fallen asleep. "Walk it of, girl!" He said, pushing her into the hallway. "You are free to meet your 'friends' now, Wonderland. A talk to them would be useful!" He grunted, no longer having that gentle voice he spoke to the group with after the training.

Alice mumbled, limping trough the hallway, taking support from the walls as she wandered trough it, she eventually reached her room. Number 7. She hesitated, searching for her key. She then heard the voices of the others in the group and she started stumbling in the direction of the entertainment room. She limped a few doors closer as she stoped by the entrance. She took a deep breath and gave out a quiet sigh. She limped up to the opening of the door with a smile on her face, caressing her wrists with both hands. "Good evening, guys" She said with a soft tone. Her eyes had not yet adapted to the light, since she had been in a dark room for some hours. She squinted, holding one hand on top of her forehead to cover the eyes from the flash of the lamp in the roof.

Rand walked over to her " you ok ?" Under his shirt he was bandaged at the chest and his wrist was to. " ..........this sucks " Rand had no idea how to coop with Greg without killing him.

Deuce walked over to Alice and put his hand on her shoulder and held her up to take some of the strain off of her. "I am so sorry I left you behind.. Can you forgive me?" He looked at the ground hoping for a responce.

" wow shut up, are you that desperate ?" He walked away anoyed. Obvously trying to make it look like hes the goody guy but saying sorry. So everyone else that makes it look bad.

Deuce turned around to Rand. "You wanna start something?! You don't know why I have to do this so shut up."

" oo look at me im ganna hot on every girl i can so that will triple my chances of getting one !" He said laughing " are all Mc.Donald kids like you ?" He said as he started to walk away.

"You know on mission team members who die by sniper bullet never get asked about.." He turns around back to Alice.

((Wheres my person,did some one kill her >.<

((She is in the entertainment area too.))

(( christ Camillie just read the resent posts )) " OOO OK ! " He laughed " pea shooters arent that strong "

((No need to be bitchy about it, thank you survivor <3....))

Camille finshed what she was doing.But,she didn't stop movieing,scred some one will shoot her.Her eyes darted every where,her flesh ready to get shot.Her heart,restless,her mind over filled.Her body moved quickly to safe areas,when the un safe filling crept over she moved.She didn't realy listento any ones little chats,all she thought was she might get shot.Many people like shoting at her,many of them didnt like her,so no matter where she went,she had to watch her back, she might get killed.