<b><u>Private Theo Maxwell, Shocktrooper</u></b><br/>Theo flopped back on the ground, staring at the sky.<i>Oh f*ck off.</i>"I'll fi-" He paused. Sitting up, he stared at the DI with furrowed brows.<i>Fight Ó Floinn? The girl?</i>He looked her over. She was small-framed... well, most people were, compared to him. But it was obvious she was strong. She had conviction. And she was clearly a good soldier who followed orders, even if the commander is an ass.<br/><br/>"Ah...mm..." He saw the fight in her eyes. She was clearly ready to brawl. And, with how quickly she took out the sergeant, she would definitely  be able to hold her own in a fight with him. She was small and fast, and packed a punch to be certain.<br/><br/>But it twisted his stomach. On her face, though he saw nothing of his sisters there, he saw the dainty form of a woman. She was on his side. It would be a mock battle, but could he actually hit her? Would that make him any better than the Imps? Would he hurt her? Would he be able to actually put forth the effort and not get called out for going easy? "I... suppose I'll fight, sir." He murmured, searching her face for any sign that she was not okay with it.<br/><br/>While waiting for her to confirm the fight, he used his sleeve to wipe the blood from his nose.<br/><br/><b><u>Private Winter Hawthorne, Sniper</u></b><br/>It was obvious that Theo was not thrilled about the idea of another fight. He was looking tired, and he seemed tense as he looked at the girl.