NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: The first offshoot thread for the Cazelian Marines tour other nations RP.

Yarkai City Airbase
"...I mean, schnitzel is good, but I like Spätzle too, and I can only get one at the rations counter" Said Corporal Gervase Herman, a man of ethnic German ancestry
"I know what you mean, Devil-Dog. I can't choose between the Lobster and the steak" Replied Oliver Constance sympathetically as the group of eight men pulled themselves into the C-130 Transport
"Say, why can't the government build a better cargo plane? I'm getting tired of having to fly in this bucket of bolts..." Complained Gervase while banging his fist twice against the side of the plane
"Because the Herc is cheap, effective and customizable" Answered Lt. Orville, who was attempting to sleep at the time
"Oh, shut up LT" Said Gervase
"I'd be glad to" He replied, tipping his helmet down to cover his eyes
"Cheeky Bastard"

Cazelian Sasha, Greal

A lone Black-hawk sat on the sat on the base's helicopter pad. The seven Marines that were supposed to be on board were late. By half an hour
The first man emerged from his girlfriend's house on the base, buckling up his belt before turning around and running back into the house to grab his HK417.
Three more men emerged from the bar, two of them clearly drunk. The other man was blowing chunks in the bathroom.
The remaining men came running from different directions, each one with a different story to share on the hour long ride into Grealite territory...

OOC2: Sorry for the short post. I'm tired.

Marine Headquarters, Sasha

A Major was waiting for them at the entrance of the building, his name was Major Jack Hawkson. He had served in the Red Skull war, the TPF war, and the Leocardian war. He was a patriot of Greal. He greeted the Cazelians, though he was surprised to see drunk marines also.

bump for Cazelia

Dead, mate?

Cazelia.........

GAH...I'll post when I get home from the school social. I'm using a shitty comp at school and will be leaving in about 30 minutes.

Taking a long time to get home.

Arg, sorry

IC:
Lt. Orlson stepped from the helicopter, along with his drunk men. He walked over to the Grealite
"Lt. Jack Orlson at your service" He said, loading his HK417. He was somewhat suspicious of those soldiers from Greal. His last squad was overrun during the protests.

The C-130 taxied to a halt at an airfield in Antigr (?). The entire squad was resting when the plane stopped. The light from the opening aircraft awoke the men
"Here already mate?" Asked Gervase
"Yup" Replied Orville "And get up, you're making me look bad" He stood at attention and waited for his men to do the same

OOC: Shitty post, I'll write a better one after I have breakfast

"I'm Major Jack Hawkson." said the Major, looking at the drunken Cazelians with disgust."You will be training here with my men."