Watching in direction of the township. “[i]If i die, it will be your fault, heh.[/i] Trying to laugh, but still feeling some kind of weirdness. “[i]Don't worry i'm fine[/i]“

[i] As they reach the FN encampment the place is a chaotic mess. None seems to be in charge and it takes a few minutes for Deux to locate the medical tent. Small scuffles break out between FN members. One soldier grabs another.[/i] [b] I saw you assault her man what you got to say for yourself !?[/b] [i] The other guy shrugs [/i] [u] "hey man I didn't kill her it was just a bit of fun,she'll get over it. Hell she probably liked it".[/u] [i] The fight continues[/i] " Well Stan welcome to Fireteam November open to râpists and murderers alike .I hope your not fussy about who you bunk with because this is one of the most base team of degenerates I have ever come across. Here is the medical tent, I just over heard they are trying to revive the Avalon so we should be back on board by tomorrow. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Shrugs for a bit than suddenly stops and looks at the fight. “[i]Well, better than nothing. I will see if i can help inside this... mess.[/i]“ I turn around as i hear my name. But that was just the wind blowing around. “[i]I will have to rest, thanks anyway. Let me know if i can help you, i own you one. Without you... i guess you know what would happen[/i]“ As soon as i stopped talking i moved towards the medic.