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[Squeezes hand] I'll try. I'm sorry for being so low.
And yeah, we gotta go tomorrow.. afternoon I guess.

*Smiles*

You had to put up with me when I was down, I can do the same with you. No fuss.

*Jordan slips out of room while no-one is looking and sneaks off to the shower block with a clean set of clothes*

*Goes in unseen and turns the water on*

*Sits under the ice-cold water and relaxes*

OOC To be honest, I wouldn't be able to pick out a cowboy from a skunk.

Billy: Let's go shoot stuff... just need to grab my guns...
*Limps off to get Bart's revolver*

Sounds good.

*follows after Billy*

OOC: You'd learn fast Vanden. Skunks won't let you get nearly as close as a cowboy would. And my phone may die before I get home, so if I stop talking suddenly that's why.

*Billy grabs his gun and a case of .44 ammo*

Billy: Alright, lead the way Wade. *Still looking blue, both figuratively and literally*

OOC: And Cowboys smell way worse.

*leads Billy to the shooting range*

I'm not going to explain how to do this, because you should know your way around a gun. And can you just smile? The last guy to always be sad got some scars on his face so he always smiles. Oh feth, wrong universe.

OOC: Sadly, around here if it smells like skunk it may not be skunk you're smelling. But that's a completely different discussion already.

*Billy spins with revolver and shoots out the eyes of 3 human targets but his heart obviously isn't in it.*

*whistles*

Nice one. My turn.

*shoots a smiley face into a chest of one target and "DP" into another*

[Smiles] I just need some air, I'll be back in a bit. [Walks off and sits on window ledge, watching the trees]

[Benny catches up with Yarrick] [Looks around] Why'd you say you leave tomorrow afternoon? The docks have you cleared to leave now.

[Yarrick sighs] ... I don't know. I guess part of me is putting it off. Part of me is wondering about running.
Another part is thinking about leaving Amelia here so she doesn't see the part of me that comes out in war. But I don't know if that would hurt her more than me bailing.
I don't.. Want to harm anyone.

[Benny listens] [Sits down next to Yarrick] [Watches the trees]

*Nods happily and gives Yarrick some space*

*Goes back to happily chatting with Marla, Maria and Boromir*

*Completely avoiding/ignoring Milo*

*Billy reloads his revolver slightly slower than Roland and moves back to shoot between the eyes of another human taget roughly 200m out*

[Benny hugs Yarrick]: Just don't leave without saying bye. It would hurt everyone.

[Hugs him back] Yeah, I learned that one the hard way. [Smiles tiredly] Huh. That reminds me.

[Walks back to Amelia] We have to do something before we go.

Okay, what?

*Looks up, looking the happiest she's ever been*

OOC ENGLISH FML!

Well, we need to plant that freakin tree. [Holds up Terran Acorn]
It'll protect the room as it grows, and if for some reason we don't return, it's something here that's from us.

Bill, you're killing me. Why don't we make this a bit harder for ya, maybe you'll get that bored look off your face.

*walks over to a worker at the gun range*
*shouting can be heard before a quarter is set onto the range at 300m*

Try that one on for size.

*Smiles and stands up*

Of course. Where do you want to plant it?

*Hugs Yarrick and looks up*

IF we don't come back, at least we'll still be together.

*Billy takes a second to aim and fires 4 times blowing out the mouth area as he finally cracks a small smile*
Billy: That it? I can shoot these dead accurate at any range. They'd run out of range before I'd miss

[Looks around] I guess it'll have to be indoors, or it won't move with the room. How about under a skylight? [Smiles] [Kimmy scampers up with Benny's wolf pup] Abd it looks like we found a digging team.

*Nods*

Of course. You just have to do one thing. Promise me that you won't die. I'll promise the same thing after you do yours.

Huh. That was my favorite quarter. So, can you shoot that accurate with any gun?

Billy: I'm best with either this or some of the old repeaters, but I'm better 'n most with pretty much anythin'

[Smiles] I promise to try my hardest to stay with you always. We are going to a war, not a cinema though.
[Kisses Amelia's forehead]

*Smiles and nods*

My gear is all ready, by the way. Will I be allowed to see you, during the war?

Yeah, no kidding.

*starts firing off shots at moving targets*

Say, how good are you with a blade? You've got me best with the pistols, but I think I've got a chance with some swords.

Billy: Not bad, got way better since I met Joan and Scatty

[Rather taken aback] Why would you not be?

[Walks with Amelia until they're under a large Skylight] [Nods to Kimmy and the puppy, who start enthusiastically digging a hole] [Kimmy starts building a small border in the earth around the hole, using pieces of stone she summons from thin air]

Interesting. I think you owe me a fight sometime, but I'll have to fight that Maria first or she'll have a fit.

Well I mean, I doubt a lowly Guardswoman would be able to see you on a daily basis...You know, you being the high ranking Commissar you are.

*Smiles*

This would be so much easier if they would allow Spartan me to come, rather than fake Guardswoman me to come...

*Jordan exits the shower block wearing a comfy white hoody and tracksuit pants, while holding armour set*

*Goes to room and dumps the armour there, before walking back to the couch and turning on the T.V.*

Billy: Alright Wade, thanks for this. *Waves and goes to walk back into the main room only to see Jordan. He hesitates not sure whether to try and go to the couch or sneak off somewhere else*

Fake? [Laughs] Youte in uniform, fighting for the Imperium. that makes you a trooper.
And I'll be amongst the troops outside of planning meetings, there's no reason we can't be together. Just maybe keep the sass to a minimum on duty, or I'll have to actually discipline you.
Officers are allowed to have private lives. [Grins]
Though sleeping arrangements.. That'll be different.

[Remembers] [Passes acorn to Amelia] [Holds her other hand]