Post by Neal 'Buck' Connor on Aug 22, 2005 12:47:52 GMT -5
Buck tossed his helmet on his bed, not caring how much dirt he got on it. Called away from a re-inactment to be assigned to an AF BASE!? What the heck were they thinking!?
Tossing his bags aside, he sat himself on his bed, he knew this would happen eventually.
Before long, there was a knock at his door, "Come in."
A familiar face stepped into the room, "Rick! You got stuck here too?"
"Yeah, Buck, and I'm in charge of a team. I want you to be my XO", Neal's best friend smiled, still in his WW2 101st Airborne garb.
"Of course I will! Let's grab a bite", Neal suggested, standing and brushing off his bed where he was sitting.
The two men walked off down the hall, looking for the Mess Hall. They were quite a sight, both in WW2 101st costumes...
Tossing his bags aside, he sat himself on his bed, he knew this would happen eventually.
Before long, there was a knock at his door, "Come in."
A familiar face stepped into the room, "Rick! You got stuck here too?"
"Yeah, Buck, and I'm in charge of a team. I want you to be my XO", Neal's best friend smiled, still in his WW2 101st Airborne garb.
"Of course I will! Let's grab a bite", Neal suggested, standing and brushing off his bed where he was sitting.
The two men walked off down the hall, looking for the Mess Hall. They were quite a sight, both in WW2 101st costumes...