((Okay... Have found a sort of okay pic of my charrie... ^^" Not that WW2 but there ya have it: http://www.mi6.co.uk/sections/articles/ ... a_rai2.jpg))
Angry with herself, Calli leant against the trench, eye brows knotted. She was the best. The very best and usually got on with everyone, but one little side comment and the whole army turns against her. She pulled her cap down over her eyes, and sighed loudly, kicking the wall of the trench as hard as she could.

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Evelyn packed up the last bit of supplies for her medical unit, then closed the box and moved toward the tents with the patients in them, but she noticed Calli. She bit her lip, then walked over and asked, "Are you okay?"

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James said "Goodbye" to Huscy and started controlling other scouts. They were ready to leave.
"We're leaving tomorrow." - said Scholes and wished them good luck.
"Hope we'll come back alive" - he thought.

Evelyn sighed and went back toward the tents. She fanned herself with her hand. Sometimes the sun <i>did</i> get a bit hot..

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The scouts were walking in very bright sun. There was extremely hot.
"Orders are orders, my friends" - Scholes murmured to his fellows. - "We have to do this".

(...walking, walking, walking, nothing special ...)

...They decided to walk in pairs - for safety.

(...walking, walking... )

Suddenly, Scholes heard a report. He felt horrible pain in his left shoulder. It was bleeding.
"Damn, Are there any Italianos? There shouldn't. Too far from Sidi Barrani." - said to his fellow, who tried to stop the bleeding. James lost self-control and started raving.
"Iss...this, ... over? The end??" Then, he fainted.

(Not very real situation )

Calli dropped what she was doing when she saw thze man being bought back from a scout. She glanced him over"Scholes ? Did he have a clearance?" she snapped at ne of the men.

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Evelyn looked over as a man was brought from the scouting division. She walked over to see if she could look him over - Scholes. Gunshot wound to his left shoulder. "We'll take it from here - bring him in here," she said. She'd leave Calli to her snapping - it would humor her. She had a job to do.

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((So my charrie is badly wounded, but don't let him die - he must be alive! I think tomorrow he'll be able to talk. ))

[No prob. ]

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((Ummm...))
Calli snarled at the men, plac ed a hand on her hip "I must be deaf sirs. Did he have a clearance?"

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Scholes woke up. He didn't know where he is and what happened to him. Suddenly, he heard someone's steps.
"Who's that?" - asked, but there was no answer. He decided to get up of his bed, but he was too weak. "Someone" found Scholes lying on the floor.
"Lieutenant Scholes!" - Jamie heard familiar voice.

I wanna join. Can I?. As a medic or a special force.

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

((You should ask Curunir... But I think that shouldn't be a problem. ))

Ok I will join when he approved my entering.

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

(.... special force? Seriously originally I tried to stay close to reality as possible, but that would have killed this rp in the beginning... be a medic ty.. welcome anyway...)

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Evelyn walked out for two minutes to get his medication, and walked back in to find Scholes on the floor. "Lieutenant," she said, exasperated for the day. "Excuse me, sir, you're in no condition to be getting out of bed today." She got down to try to help him up. She was high-strung enough for one day.

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