originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]One of the soldiers downwards the back raises their hand [/b]
[i][u]"Sharpshooter. Trained with snipers." [/u][/i]
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Inside are several seats in rows, a cache of guns and ammo lockers on at every other chair, and a drop down bed with several medical supplies. Ama heads over to the first aid kit and pulls out a thread and needle, snipping off the vine stitching to properly tend to the wound on her shoulder. "Well the good news is I'm pretty sure armored transport is much faster than a train. I give it maybe... a few hours instead of a few days"
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"We're gonna need gas at some point." [b]As the troops finish filing in the truck starts up and begins driving [/b]
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"True but might be a good time to grab a bite to eat. I'm pretty sure some of you guys are tired of eating rapid growing salads and mutant vegetables"
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[b]The troops murmur in agreement [/b] "Looks like it."
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She laughs a little at the reaction of the troops. "Sorry, sorry that was just perfect. Well if anyone else doesn't need the bed I think il take a nap. I think the only sleep I got was passing out and waking up in the hospital"
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"You do that. We'll manage on our own."