<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2f/Captain_Braxton_T._Early.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Braxton T. Early</span></strong></div></div><strong>Name</strong>: Braxton Early<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Captain<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Line, cargo bay, Shadow<br/><strong>Time:</strong>3rd of september, 2505, shortly after nightfall<br/><strong>With:</strong>Sophie, Cookie, Cassie, Mya, Keri<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>Braxton couldn’t really tell who had<em>started</em>the shooting proper, but Cookie certainly intended to<em>finish</em>it, firing again and again into the night outside. And each time he did, a muzzle flash went dark. The man was in his element, that was for sure. Cookie never<em>ever</em>smiled. Except when he was shooting people, that is. Cookie may have lost his cookies, but as long as it was the other side suffering from his wrath, the Captain was okay with keeping him on the payroll. Men like him had a use in their line of work.<br/><br/><strong>”Covering fire! Keep them down!”</strong>Braxton shouted and emptied his magazine out in the general direction of the muzzle flashes. Mya, Cassie and the mule carrying Sue came back up the ramp just as another burst of heavy automatic fire hit the side of The Line.<strong>”Cookie, take out that gun! They are going to tear our people apart!”</strong><br/>