(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/johndmini.jpg[/url])<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">John Donnelan</span></strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>On a suburban side street, somewhere in NW Wellington</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Lilly, Olivia, Marcus, Desi and Slightly dour faced cop lady Claire.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>John nodded at this, "No time to strap the bike anywhere, and they are fairly easy to come by." He stepped over to the item in question, reached down hefted it and threw it to one side out of the way of the car before heading back to the vehicle already taking off his pack and reaching for the door.<br/><br/>"Lets not stand on ceremony eh? Soonest gone soonest no eaten. Gun-play does tend to draw such a crowd these days." He climbed into the very back of the car making room for himself among the packs and settling his own in before closing the door again, clearly understanding all too well the gravity of the situation and not wanting to stand on ceremony.<br/><br/>Once they were back under way again he spoke up, "I am not going to hold it against you, but I suspect I would have been alright if it hadn't been for the sound of your engine alerting these lads to have a look about. The bike was nice and quiet." He offered a smile, "Though I am certainly not ungrateful for the company. I was part of a training program down at Nellis when all this kicked off. Had some fun making it back to base from the hotel in Vegas they had us billeted in then the usual hurry up and wait for a bit, before being loaded onto a hercy bird pointed towards Cold Lake up in Canada. Only the herc developed fault and we had to land. I think you can guess the rest. The RAF Regiment boys did their best, but there are only so many bullets and before the ground crew could fix the problem we were overrun. I managed to leg it and have been living as best I can since. Sorry about the smell by the way, been on my own for a while without water to spare for washing myself or a spare set of togs. Something I would dearly like to change, though the local wildlife seem less apt to sniff me out now I am all au naturel. So, if you don't mind me asking, what's the plan, does anyone have any spare nine milly, as I am nearly out and I apologise for taking a day or two to memorize everyone's name."