Turn 1: R&R Begins

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''I think I might hit the hotel too just call me Carrick when you guys get to the bar.'' Tomala said. He wanted to rest before all the fun started so he can forget the last mission where he had lost his legs.

[ToxicJones]

"Glad im not alone, at least you have your head screwed on right," she said. She let herself laugh at her own joke.

[Cartwright]

The Marines all located a hotel. Hotel Paradise. It was a fancy place allowing for two people per room. Each room came with a television, Xbox 360 gaming console, computer, and a balcony to look up at the sky at night and in the mornings. The pairings were selected by the lieutenant, who felt he still had seinority over these men and women.

The pairings for rooms went:

Hayek and Johnson
Godchild and Tomala
Hoot and Jones
Lee and Meyen
Perez and Krause
Carrick and Campbell

Everyone separated to their specific rooms. They all would kill time doing something within the confines of their hotel rooms.

[Mr. Death]

Tomala. He didn't mind the boot, and it was nice to have another Medic, but he was a boot, a fresh boot to say the least.

Elias sat down at the desk with the computer at it. He had some business to take care of now.
He started an email:

General:

A friend of mine, Doctor Jane Nighson, is working at a UAC base on a planet I can't remember the name of. She and I have been keeping in touch lately, and then she sent me this. I received it before we touched down on Earth. I think you should take a look at it. . .There's some bad boo koo about it sir. Thanks.

Elias "Mr. Death" Godchild, Corporal, Hell Hounds.

[Dire Wolf]

"Haha Jessica, its gonna be fun! We are gonna be like best friends!" his face turned serious for a second "Seriously though Jones, I will sleep on the floor, I can be a pretty cool guy when I want to be."

(OOC: 2 beds in each room? or just one?)

[Cartwright]

((OOC: Two beds. Both made to fit a single person comfortably.. unless a person lays on top of them. ))

[ToxicJones]

"Ha! Great... OMG! LIKE, NO WAY?!?!?" Jones said in a high pitched girly voice. This might acctually turn out fun.

[Mr. Death]

Elias sighed, took a swig of his vodka and went to sit on the bed. He could only pray the General received the email and did something about it. He knew Doctor Nighson. . .Nothing ever got to her, but this. . .She was so clearly disturbed by something, he knew something was wrong. . .

He looked at the boot, Tomala.
"Nice Legs" he said before taking another swig of his vodka.

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Tomala went to the balanony he began to think about the past mission. Where did he go wrong and could of he prevented it bothered him because it made em look like a fuck up which he didnt want but he spent an hour thinking then went to watch to tv to forget about it. He heard what godchild said Tomala replied '' Thanks.''

[Dire Wolf]

Hoot walked into the room and was glad to see that he didnt have to sleep on the floor. After Jones let out a high pitched squeal Hoot looked over at her and chuckled a bit "Am I that bad Jones?" Hoot walked over to his rack, he loved having his boots on the ground, in space he felt almost helpless, but with dirt under his shoes he felt as if he could do something.

He pulled out the holster, pistol still in it and set it underneath his pillow after the freaky shit that he has seen in the last couple of days he wasnt about to be less than arms length from a firearm. He looked at the stunned Jones and chuckled a bit more "Dunn worry Jones, I'm not the serial killer type.... honest."

((OOC: I think that Jones is pretty pissed at Hoot right now, so unless he throws something in the drinks that probably wont happen ;D))

[Mr. Death]

Godchild grunted
"Next time you should watch out for the large half machine half human thing running at you. I know they look friendly but they're not" He joked, and looked at the computer. No response yet. He sighed, perhaps it was really nothing. . .

[ToxicJones]

((Im pissed? er... alright^^ I didn't think she was but, I can make her if you want...))
Jones was a bit shocked at the gun, but let it go. She jumped onto her bed, looking at the poorly plastered ceiling.

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Tomala said, '' Fuck man but I know im better than that.'' He continued to watch Tv and watch the Yankees game back home since he was fan since he 4 years old he loved baseball it made him feel at home.

[Cartwright]

Corporal Godchild,

This is General Graves of the SMC Eight Marine Regiment. I have sent an inquiery to the Office of Naval Intelligence and they will look into these occurances you have spoken of. Until then, I have no further information to give you. The planet you have refered to; however, is Jonis V. It's on the outer-rim of the Armstrong Galaxy, near its nebula. Because of the nebula, it gives a pretty outstanding light show for the locals. The UAC funds the colony there, though it is only a small settlement. Nothing big. Yet.

If I find out anything more, I will contact you via e-mail or set up a conference in which we can speak in person. I have informed your Company Commander of your concerns and Captain McCoy says he will also inform you of anything he may be able to find. So, just be patient until one of us replies to you. Enjoy your leave, corporal. From what I have heard about the Hell Hounds, you need it.

Semper Fi,

General Graves
4th Battalion, 8th Regiment
Battalion Commander
Space Marine Corps

[Mr. Death]

Elias was put at ease from the E-mail. Now I can really relax. . . He thought to himself.

"You'll get better, Boot. . . Especially if you stick with me. Now .. .I might not do everything the Corps expects, but I get the job done. I'll be a semi-good romodel for you" He winked with his good eye. He still wore the eyepatch.