(http://daamanagement.co.uk/images_client/main/249_Josette_Simon-Square.jpg)<br/><strong>Jen Godly "V"<br/>Sitting on the dock of the bay, watching the tide go away.<br/>Curious what the running noise might be.<br/></strong><br/><br/>Boats did not like Jen. This was fine, she didn't like boats. They felt like flighty and unpredictable things that could, at any moment, decide firmly and resolutely against you and cause a drowning. This was not a desired outcome in a method of transport and it should not be tolerated. There was some to-ing and fro-ing and a lot of what could only really be accurately described as 'buggering about', yet what the septics seemed to refer to as 'hurry up and wait' which didn't have nearly the right amount of frustration in the phrase to adequately convey how you felt to be in that situation. There was a fair bit of bouncing around on water and pootling about from place to place and some spookyness involving heading towards a spit of land you knew was there and were aware that those in control of things could see, yet you yourself were totally oblivious to due to reasons.<br/><br/>Then they were arriving and quietly climbing up onto the dock. It was going rather well, which meant of course it was all about to decend into a horrible cluster fuck. The noises of people moving about nearby were no real surprise, this was it, this is where it all went horribly wrong and they all wound up as kebabs for the local starving population of mutated frog people. Who was it who had 'eaten by mutated frog people' in the 'What nasty thing will happen when we land pool' again? Wasn't it that attractive squaddie from first platoon? Ah, what did it matter now? It was both a good and a bad thing that the sounds of shuffling were not coming from Jen's arc of cover. When they had arrived they had, of course, all taken up their designated cover arc and settled in. The sounds were coming from behind, Jen was facing the wrong direction. The shuffling became running and well, that wasn't the best news. Still, it was someone else's issue and that was all well and good because frankly Jen didn't want to shoot anyone anyway.<br/><br/>She had almost managed to not shoot anyone up till now. She had a wonderfully low count on actually having to fire a weapon in anger and she was intending to stick to it if she could. Not that she couldn't shoot, she was okay at that at least, oh no, she just would far rather preserve life than take it away.<br/><br/>That running sound was really quite worrying, make more annoying by the way she couldn't turn to see what it was, she had to keep to her own arc...