<div class="floatleft"> (http://thefilmstage.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/sandcastle03.jpg) </div><b>Name:</b>Craig Brekke<br/><b>Age:</b>30<br/><b>Height: </b>6’1<br/><b>Weight:  </b>200 lbs<br/><b>Hair Color:</b>Brown<br/><b>Eye Color:</b>Blue<br/><b>Profession:</b>Sergeant- Colonial Marines<br/><br/><br/>Craig wasn’t very happy with the current situation. While he wasn’t against the idea of mixing those two squads of survivors, he didn’t like the fact that the marines hadn’t had time to train together and become a more cohesive unit. It normally took weeks to build that, but this platoon wasn’t given that luxury! Instead they were thrown together and then thrown out to the wolves to try and survive. On top of that, the Lieutenant was new to Craig which meant he couldn’t totally trust her judgment until she proved to him she knew her stuff.<br/><br/>The Lieutenant called the troops together and started to give them a briefing. As she spoke, Craig recognized the fact that this mission was already going sideways and it hadn’t even started yet! From the look on the faces of the soldiers in the squad, they recognized it too. Then things started to go downhill. There were questions quickly followed by bickering between a couple of marines.<br/><br/>The Lieutenant was trying to maintain control of the situation but wasn’t winning that fight. Then the shit hit the fan and the marines were fighting! Craig was already moving in to break up the fight even as the Lieutenant told him to break it up. Craig bellowed at the top of his lungs, “Marines! Knock that SHIT OFF NOW!” At the same time he was yelling, Craig grabbed a couple of marines and threw them away from the fight. This time he yelled, “Stand DOWN!” To the remaining few who were fighting, Again while yelling, Craig was able to get a hold of both Lawson and Lindahl by their collars.<br/><br/>Craig’s muscles were straining as he shook the two marines and continued yelling, “Enough you dipshits!” By now, most of the marines had fallen back into their ranks and were standing silently hoping that the wrath of their sergeant didn’t fall on them. Lawson and Lindahl fell back in the ranks, having come to their senses. Craig got inches away from their faces as he yelled, “You sorry sacks of shit! I’d have you in the brig and up on charges for court martial for what you just did if we were back at base! But, I have a feeling that we are going to need every one of you low lifes!”<br/><br/>Craig said, “Marines, Atten Shun!” and the marines all snapped to attention. Craig continued, “Now, you will keep your mouths shut and listen while the Lieutenant finishes the operations order.” Craig turned to the Lieutenant and said, “They’re all yours Ma’ am!”<br/>