He sighed, before pulling out his shake flashlight, and giving it a couple shakes, before flipping the switch, giving them a good, bright yellow light circle, out into the forest, before he flicked it off just as easily. He gave her a wry grin. "And who are you, to look so surprised a mere technological trinket?"<br/><br/>He leaned back, and stared at the fire, before pulling out his Leatherman, and began working on the backpack, trimming lose strings. "I doubt I am from anywhere you have heard, but I also think you can say the same about me. My current home is in Seattle, Washington, located in the northwestern corner of the continental United States of America. Born 1985 AD, Anno Domini, and served four years in the United States Air Force as a Bioenvironmental Engineer. Earned the Medal of Honor for a frankly insane and unbelievable series of combat maneuvers that would have been unbelievable in a story, let alone doing it, on my second convoy run in Afghanistan, while we attempting to locate a terrorist cell. Didn't expect them to have two tanks and a helicopter, let alone a near platoon strength cell, but they wanted to kill the convoy on live TV.<br/><br/>What they ended up doing was making me look like a god damn action movie hero."