SAMPLE MISSION
M*A*S*H: A Call to Duty | Sample Mission
BC_Col_Hammond
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MASH
Beta April 21, 2004
BC_Col_Hammond
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Summary:
BC_Col_Hammond
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Things
have just returned to normal after 38 hours of meatball surgery.
BC_Col_Hammond
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Our
intrepid doctors are just finishing up in the OR and leaving after
too long on too many wounded boys.
BC_Col_Hammond
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BC_Col_Hammond
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::Stretches
back and neck:: ALL: Oooh, that smarts. How long was that?
AC_Maj_McBride
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::bangs
into a wall his eyes closed:: Wall: Excuse me Ma'am.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
walks out of surgery and begins taking off her scrubs ::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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BC:
I don't know, I quit counting after 12 hours.
AC_Maj_McBride
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BC:
Somewhere between yesterday, today and tomorrow Colonel.
RS_Capt_Horn
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::Arrives
in a jeep::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
throws the surgical gown in the basket and leans back against the
wall ::
BC_Col_Hammond
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::tosses
his linens in the barrel by the door:: CS: Yeah. Me too. You got
anything in that ulcer farm of yours?
AC_Maj_McBride
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::looks
up:: All: Is that the sun?
BC_Col_Hammond
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AC:
I don't know...I forget what it looks like.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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BC:
As always...unless Major Slurp over there drank it all.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
walks out with the BC and AC ::
RS_Capt_Horn
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::Gets
out of the jeep and heads for the BC's office::
BC_Col_Hammond
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ALL:
Well, I could use a belt if you've got some. Sharp work in
there...both of you.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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BC:
Thank you Sir.
AC_Maj_McBride
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BC/CS:
I have a few bottles in my trunk... I should make my own but I figure
it's cheaper Sirs... ::points:: We have company....
AC_Maj_McBride
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BC:
Sam is great... I just qualify as good
BC_Col_Hammond
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AC:
Oh good! It's a new cutter I heard about. We could have used him last
night.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
chuckles :: AC: Hey, don't sell yourself short there. You do a right
handy piece of cutting yourself.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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BC:
No joke. Where was he yesterday....or was that the day before???
BC_Col_Hammond
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ALL:
Well, let's move this mutual admiration society over to greet the new
guy with the good timing...
AC_Maj_McBride
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CS:
I just cut on the lines.... RS: Hey ! ::screams loudly:: You a doc?
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
nods and strolls over with the BC and AC ::
BC_Col_Hammond
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AC:
Ah. ::chuckles:: I'll get you a new set of crayons for that.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
laughs ::
BC_Col_Hammond
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::pushes
spectacles up on his nose a bit::
RS_Capt_Horn
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::Looks
around:: AC: Me?
AC_Maj_McBride
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AC:
No! The guy in the dress... As 2nd in command I order you to follow
me this way ::walks towards "Nowhere"::
BC_Col_Hammond
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RS:
you see anyone else around? Welcome to the 5088th, son.
RS_Capt_Horn
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BC:
Thank you, I think.
BC_Col_Hammond
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AC:
Go easy on him, Major. We should get him started on his ulcer first.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
rolls her eyes at the AC and thinks to herself.....every time I think
I might just like him, he says something stupid ::
AC_Maj_McBride
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RS:
Welcome to Hell ::enters his tent::
RS_Capt_Horn
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BC:
So this is where hell is.
BC_Col_Hammond
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::holds
the door open for everyone::
RS_Capt_Horn
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::Steps
into the tent::
AC_Maj_McBride
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::opens
up his trunk and gets out 2 bottles of 'shine::
BC_Col_Hammond
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RS:
This is more like Purgatory. Most of the folks that come through here
just pass through to better or worse.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
steps in and slouches down on her cot ::
AC_Maj_McBride
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BC:
Could have fooled me..........Sir.
RS_Capt_Horn
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AC:
And to answer yes I am a Doctor.
RS_Capt_Horn
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AC:
Although that wasn’t my first choice of careers.
AC_Maj_McBride
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::blows
in an empty glass and hands it to Horn:: RS: New guy gets the first
round ::pours the mixture in the glass::
RS_Capt_Horn
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AC:
I started out at clown school and couldn’t cut it. After that I
decided to go to med school.
AC_Maj_McBride
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RS:
What was your first choice... Mortician?
BC_Col_Hammond
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RS:
You've got fantastic timing, son. We just finished a stretch at the
office, so to speak. Well, not to worry, there'll be more soon
enough. I hear 35th infantry is moving the line forward a mile.
That'll heat things up a mite.
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::helps
the other nurses with the clean-up and orders the orderlies to finish
sterilizing the beds and equipment after they clean the floors.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
laughs at Horn :: RS: Your joking....right?
RS_Capt_Horn
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BC:
I actually just arrived in country yesterday.
AC_Maj_McBride
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CS:
He sounds serious to me... I wanted to be a dentist myself.
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
Only if you thought it was funny.
BC_Col_Hammond
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::looks
around:: ALL: Where'd Fitzy get to? She deserves a belt more than the
rest of us. Anyone figure out where she got all that whole blood?
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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AC:
I've always wanted to be a Doctor.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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BC:
I didn't ask Sir.
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::once
the cleanup is well underway, heads out and to her tent::
BC_Col_Hammond
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RS:
The tradition is that the new guy gives a toast, son. Speech!
AC_Maj_McBride
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::finds
a glass under his bunk:: CS: This might be your glass from last time
::pours some booze in there and hands it to the CS::
RS_Capt_Horn
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BC:
Alrighty then. ::Takes his glass::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
takes the glass :: AC: Probably.
AC_Maj_McBride
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::spots
a glass and fills it up:: BC: Colonel... ::hands it over::
BC_Col_Hammond
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::takes
the glass and waits for the toast::
RS_Capt_Horn
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All:
Here’s to the Army, their impeccable timing and the draft. May
they find themselves in the same hole I am in. Cheers!
AC_Maj_McBride
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::can't
find another glass so shrugs:: All: I'll drink to that ::chugs from
the bottle::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
laughs :: RS: Cheers.
BC_Col_Hammond
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ALL:
Amen and up your old address. ::drinks::
BC_Col_Hammond
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AC:
::swallows:: Oh, hit that spot again, Charlie.
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
So what do you do around here Capt?
BC_Col_Hammond
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::passes
AC his glass for a refill::
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::quickly
changes into a robe and thatch slippers before grabbing a towel,
shower gear and a bottle of warm beer::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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RS:
Well, I just put kids back together.
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
A doctor? I guess I am in good hands then.
BC_Col_Hammond
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ALL:
Seems a damn shame to patch them up so they can go get shot again.
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::feels
the fatigue sinking in as she walks in the direction she believes to
be the shower::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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BC:
Amen to that Colonel.
AC_Maj_McBride
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::takes
another slug from the bottle and leaves it on the stove then lays
down on his cot:: RS: Before I pass out I am Charlie.... Charlie
McBride ::closes eyes:: That ::points somewhere in the neighborhood
of the CS:: Is Sam Ritter... and over there.... the Grand Chief
Colonel Hammond.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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RS:
Yes, I'm a Doctor.....remind me to tell you later how that happened.
:: smiles ::
BC_Col_Hammond
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RS: Well, we're going to
have to find you quarters somewhere, I suppose. This house is co-ed,
unofficially...but OQ-=G is open for now.
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::walks
over to a tent, fumbling for the door handle and walks into 'Nowhere'
without realizing where she is until she bumps into a cot::
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
My boss huh? I guess it wont be that bad kissing butt then.
::Laughs::
AC_Maj_McBride
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CS:
And a damn good one... but you didn't hear that from me
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
rolls her eyes at McBride ::
BC_Col_Hammond
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RS:
Captain Samantha Ritter over there is too modest, son. She's the best
cutter in the outfit.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
notices Fitzgibbons :: HN: Major, are you lost?
AC_Maj_McBride
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HN:
Ah... Fitzgibbons... welcome to the bar... Happy hour has just
begun... ::points to the bottle on the stove:: Help yourself... there
might be a glass here somewhere... or not.
BC_Col_Hammond
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HN:
There you are! Good job in the trenches, Major.
RS_Capt_Horn
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BC:
I believe that. You just don’t see many female doctors.
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::laughs
as she realizes what she's done:: CS: Not exactly lost, more like
walking in my sleep.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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HN:
Major, do you realize you are in a bathrobe and slippers?
AC_Maj_McBride
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CS:
That is not proper attire? Hmmmf...
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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BC:
Thank you Sir. Just doing my part. :: blushes ::
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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AC/BC:
Thank you, Major...Colonel.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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AC:
Begging you pardon Major, but, shut up.
AC_Maj_McBride
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HN:
He's the Colonel... I'm Charlie.
RS_Capt_Horn
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AC:
I think she is dressed more than properly.
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::nods
as she sits down careful not to let the robe fall open:: CS: I had
planned on a shower first after all the time in OR.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
smiles :: HN: I planned on a coma.
AC_Maj_McBride
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CS:
Oh behave Sam or I'll.... I'll order you to do something... or
another... ::chuckles::
BC_Col_Hammond
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RS:
You did part of my part in there too I think. OQ-G is the next tent
over, Captain. You can bunk there until we get the company clerk
thing sorted out. I lost mine when she went home.
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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CS:
That comes next, I believe.
AC_Maj_McBride
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::closes
his eyes and hits the pillow::
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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ALL:
Well, it is more comfortable than the uniforms that we're supposed to
wear.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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AC:
Whatever. :: rolls her eyes ::
RS_Capt_Horn
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HN:
I absolutely agree major.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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HN:
I'll drink to that Major.
BC_Col_Hammond
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ALL:
Well, that's me for the next 12 hours. Thanks for the drink. I'm
leaving a wake-up call for 1967. ::gets up::
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
So have you had dinner yet Captain?
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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BC:
Good night...err, morning Colonel.
AC_Maj_McBride
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BC:
Night Colonel... or is that morning?
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::looks
around for a bottle opener:: AC: Do you happen to have a bottle
opener around here?
AC_Maj_McBride
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::pops
open an eye:: CS: Sam.... does that mean we think alike?
BC_Col_Hammond
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CS:
And he won't have it here. RS: Watch out for the things that look
like spinach. I think that's the liver.
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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BC:
Have a pleasant sleep, Colonel.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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RS:
No, we had sandwiches earlier that tasted like antiseptic.
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
Care to join me then?
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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BC:
We should send samples out for testing, just for the fun of it.
BC_Col_Hammond
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HN:
Thanks Major. Night...or whatever...all. ::leaves for his quarters::
AC_Maj_McBride
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::gets
up and opens the bottle with his teeth:: HN: There ya go.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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RS:
I could use a cup of coffee, but nothing else?
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::laughs::
AC: That's one way to do it.
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
Then I will follow you.
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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CS:
If you want coffee, then you don't want the mess tent, that's more
like liquid sludge.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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AC:
We may Charlie, seeing as how we spend about 20 hours a day or more
together.
AC_Maj_McBride
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::plops
back down on his cot::
BC_Col_Hammond
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::enters
his quarters, flops on his cot and is asleep before his head hits the
pillow::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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HN:
I know but it's all we have right now.
AC_Maj_McBride
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All:
Pleasant dreams ya'll.
BC_Col_Hammond
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ACTION:
Jet engines are heard in the distance...
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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CS:
True, there is that
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::looks
up at the sound of the engines:: All: I hope we don't hear what
usually follows that sound. ::sighs::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
nods at Horn :: RS: This way to the ptomaine tower.
AC_Maj_McBride
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::snores::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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HN:
Me too Major.
RS_Capt_Horn
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::Follows
the CS::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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HN:
I'll be in the mess tent if I'm needed.
BC_Col_Hammond
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ACTION:
Loud explosions are heard and the ground shakes.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
hits the ground ::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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All:
What the............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AC_Maj_McBride
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::eyes
pop open:: All: Aaargh ! No ! Not during my nap !! Tell them to come
back later!
BC_Col_Hammond
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::sits
up:: Self: My God...
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
Take cover! ::Hits the ground with the CS::
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::takes
a long drink of beer before following the others out of the tent,
holding onto the door frame to keep from falling:: ALL: Here we go
again!
BC_Col_Hammond
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ACTION:
A whistling noise is heard getting louder...
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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RS:
If your waiting on me your backing up!
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
yells :: ALL: INCOMMMMMMMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::slips
back inside 'Nowhere' and under the nearest bunk::
AC_Maj_McBride
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::prays
no one is hurt:: All: This is not......... Oh... Crap.... ::rolls off
cot and covers his head::
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
Just enjoying the view from here.
BC_Col_Hammond
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ACTION:
A loud metallic clang is heard...
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
looks up from where she is laying ::
BC_Col_Hammond
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::pokes
his head up from behind his bunk::
AC_Maj_McBride
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::looks
up:: All: Clang? Clang? Ummmm.. bombs go BOOM... not Clang!
AC_Maj_McBride
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::gets
up::
AC_Maj_McBride
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::looks
outside::
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
What was that?
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::tries
to get out from under the cot and bumps McBride:: AC: They only go
clang if something goes wrong.
BC_Col_Hammond
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ACTION:
An unexploded shell is planted nose-in to the earth in the middle of
the compound...
AC_Maj_McBride
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All:
Aw... Crap!
RS_Capt_Horn
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::Gets
up and helps the CS to her feet::
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::slips
out from under the cot and follows McBride to the doorway:: AC: This
is bad...we'd better get the Colonel.
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
gets to her feet and whispers :: All: Awww, hell.
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
We came pretty close to there didn’t we?
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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RS:
Too close.
AC_Maj_McBride
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All:
Someone go get the Colonel.... evacuate this area... NOW !
RS_Capt_Horn
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CS:
So where shall we evacuate to?
BC_Col_Hammond
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::advances
carefully in his helmet to the shell with his stethoscope::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
nods :: AC: On my way now.
AC_Maj_McBride
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::walks
to Hammond:: BC: Where the hell are you going... Sir?
BC_Col_Hammond
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::looks
back:: CS: ::puts fingers to his lips::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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AC:
I think the Colonel knows. :: whispering loudly ::
CS_Capt_Sam_Ritter
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::
nods at the BC ::
BC_Col_Hammond
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::places
stethoscope on the shell and listens::
HN_Maj_Fitzgibbons
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::sees
the Colonel out of the corner of her eye and turns to see what he's
doing:: Self: He shouldn't be doing this...
AC_Maj_McBride
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::whispers
loudly:: BC: Ummmm... Sir.... we did surgery earlier.... this is not
a patient!!! ::thinks the old guy has lost it::
BC_Col_Hammond
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::moves
back carefully and quietly:: AC: ::whispers:: It's live. Get the
Demolitions officer up here NOW!
AC_Maj_McBride
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CS:
Get everyone on the other side of post-op!!
BC_Col_Hammond
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