Lappi
The Living Script
Yvelle Eckener
One of the brigadiers walked up to the lieutenant who was lifting weights. She had a bit of a grin on her face when she saw weights being lifted, and decided to show off herself. Yvelle picked up the same set of weights and began to lift it up, just to be a bit ridiculous. "You know lifting weights is really gonna get you nowhere, right mister?" She tilted her head at the man, who was quite literally a whole foot taller than she was. Yvelle put the weights down and looked at the 25 meter tall statue of a monster. For some reason she couldn't use TME right now, but decided that maybe something could be done. "Want a tomato?"
Now, this was highly illegal. Someone taking a tomato from the mess hall was a lot of work, especially since food was a strict schedule. However, this was one that Yvelle saved from her lunch. She showed it to the lieutenant and tried to give it to him.
@YoungX
Alison Eckener
Alison sighed and got onto her knees. She saluted him the traditional Winter Brigade way. "I accept your resignation. You have three days to gather your belongings and find lodging outside the military facilities, within the town. If there are any accommodations necessary, consider that my second priority to aid you in such. On behalf of the Winter Brigade, I thank you, Lieutenant Jay Ward, for your service." In the end, it was a traditional acceptance of resignation. Nothing heartfelt or personal was stated. The only difference was that the captain was still drenched in the beast's blood. Usually, if someone had to resign it wasn't right after the death of a comrade.
"Are you sure about your resignation?" Alison extended an arm out to Jay. It was the only thing she'd washed so far after returning.
@Quillicious
AJ meanwhile was manufacturing ammunition for his shotgun. He as going to go on another mission, This time for minimal help. He saw a small communication dish close to they're location. But first he had to ask to captain. After making his 6th shell he finally decided he had to make his say. Dreading every second of standing up.