<b>RE: come take a look!</b><br/><br/>(<img alt="o_O" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite12" data-shortname="o_O" loading="lazy" src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" title="Er... what?    o_O"/>' Sorry guys. I'll make this post extra-special........)<br/><br/>Trent grinned, nodding as he took the machete. "A Russian mercenary. That's not clichè. Well, come on, we got stuff to find." He followed Loki upstairs, not hearing anything. That's odd. How come there weren't any Zed? That's when the smell hit him. "Holy shit man! What in God's name have you been eating?" He looked around. Unbelieveable. whatever he'd shot made a stinky mess.<br/><br/>Gunfire erupted outside, along with an explosion. "Trent, whatever you guys did over there, the Zed are certainly loving it!" Dezy's voice didn't have any of it's usual humor. "We managed to clear out most of 'em. Still got some headi-" The sentence was cut short, replaced by screaming and gunfire. Mike's voice came over, sounding slightly paniced. "Sir, this thing came outta nowhere. Spit acid all over Dezy." The screaming got louder, but slowly stopped. "I think I can get him through. He ain't gonna look the same though." There was some talking in the back ground, sounds of shuffling and moans of pain.<br/><br/>James tilted his head. "Austin huh? Nice." He laughed a little bit, patting her knee. "Zed have a tendancy of ruining lifelong plans." The soldier looked away, sighing. When he looked back, he was smiling, although there was something different. It seemed fake almost. "Joined the military to learn how to protect the ones I loved. Family, my fiancè." He shook his head. "Got to spend a week with them, then we got called back to base to prepare for a redeployment." He sighed, shaking his head, his smile fading a little bit. "You can guess what happened afterwards."