09-02-2011, 02:52 AM
Unable to fall asleep, Johnny walked out the resting area, looked to his left and heard silence. That’s what I wanted to hear…absolutely nothing. Johnny crouched down on the muddy dirt, took out a cigarette from his right pocket, lit it up and blew puffs of smokes into the air. Hoping something exciting to happen, he just sat in silence, smoking his cigarette. After he was done, he got up and walked over to the weaponry to check on their condition. The guards that were to watch over the supplies happen to have passed out, Johnny’s blonde hair ruffled as the wind blew at him, sniffing in the intake of alcohol the guards had, he grimaced. Idiots. Johnny tip-toed inside the tent and looked at the guns, detonator, bullets and knives that his father personally supplied to the troop, he felt quite happy.
Finishing up his task on the weaponry check-up, his deep-blue eyes glimmered, his blonde hair a little bit dirtied up over the constants training, he walked out of the tent. Having passed quite some time beaming at the weapons inside, Johnny felt much better rather than being down and depressed, he was more cheerful. His smile as wide as a banana, his eyes holding onto a light, he felt like everything was quite good. That nothing could go wrong. Johnny turned his head to some slight noises on the other field, Training, what a drag. He felt a sudden rush to join his troops as he didn’t want to be late, being punctual was always a good thing.
After joining his troops of shooting, reloading and crawling. He felt his stomach growl for food, looking to his left and right, seeing his troops moving around, socializing, he felt alone. As he slowly walked away to the cafeteria area, he tried to avoid getting hit by the hundreds of people walking around.
Last edited by lightkanna; 09-05-2011 at 01:18 AM..
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