Jameson runs over to the woman and says "Sarge called a briefing let's go. " a slight sigh in his voice.
"Do you want me to walk you over there little boy?" she says with a smirk.
"What's your problem anyway? Do you like pissing people off?" says Jameson with a sneer in his voice.
"I'm just messing with you. Don't take it so personally. " she says tapping Jameson on the arm.
"Let's get going. " says Jameson with no feeling for the joke. As they both walk over there she starts to snicker. Jameson figures it's not his business and keeps walking.
As they get to the Sergeant, the Sarge tells them about preparing for the storm and talks about helping anyone in need as he continues, "Don't be cowards and let someone die. I know most of you. You'll all leave some poor sap behind, so in case that happens. I can legally court-martial you by this. Now the buddy system, instead of drawing from a hat or some crap, the person next to you is your buddy. "
"Oh great. . . " says Jameson.
"Excuse me? What's wrong with me?I happen to be very good when it comes to surviving. " the woman says with a smirk on her face.
"Your not gonna give me 'When I was a little girl' stories are you?" says Jameson with a bored tone in his voice.
"Oh shut up, let's get going on cleaning up everything. " says the woman turning away to her tent. They begin to cleanup their areas and take down their tents. As they finish a cool steady but annoying breeze comes by. Blowing snow and ice past all of the troops. Most of them close their visors. But Jameson doesn't. "Wow. . . . I've never felt anything so soothing on my face…. Arrgh!"
As he puts his face in his hands, the woman wondering what is going on, walks over to Jameson. "What's the matter?" she says questionably. "I think a piece of ice just sliced my face. " says Jameson with a groaning tone to his voice.
"Let me see. " she says. Jameson pulls his hands down and shows her.
"Oh, well it's not too bad, but you should probably go see a medic so you don't get an infection. " shes says pointing over near the Med tent.
As he walks to the medtent, Jameson looks around curiously. He sees men clearing up their areas. Men running back and fourth from other spots, men loading and shining their guns, and men checking their air supply for the storm. As he reaches the area where the medtent stands, he walks into it and says to one of the medics. "Can you check my face for me? I don't want an infection and I was wondering if you could treat it for me. "
The medic hands him some alcohal and some cotton swabs, then a bandage. "Put this bandags on after you've cleaned up your face, we're a little busy right now so your going to have to do it yourself. "
As Jameson cleans up his face, Max runs across the opening of the tent. He stops to look inside and sees Jameson cleaning his face. He walks up to him and says "What happend to you James? Ice get your face?"
"Actually, yes. I'm cleaning myself up. If you have anything important to say, say it now." Jameson wipes his face with a cotton swab.
"Nah, just seeing how you are. But you might wanna get your stuff together pretty fast. ETA for the storm is about 7 minutes. So hurry up. " says Max as he leaves.
