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[m808btank]

Sheila hums contentedly as she rolls slowly about the canyon. She knows that Simmons is spending some time inside the base. She stops for a few moments as she thinks back over the past few weeks

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[sgt_goodbutter]

[should shiela n' sarge bond a little :D]

[m808btank]

((I think it'd be fun. Do you?))

[sgt_goodbutter]

[yaes, I would xD]

[sgt_goodbutter]

After finishing up his giftwrapping and slipping into his armor for the precursor stroll about for afternoon watch - he sure seemed to be taking a lot of watches nowadays... lazy kids... - Sarge ambled on out to the back of Red Base, shotgun at relief position and his head held high for the signs of intruders.

"EEAHG!"

Not so graceful was his backpedal, trip n' fall on his ass spaz when he caught sight of Shiela sittin' pretty on the dead lawn.

"...Shiela?"

[m808btank]

Sheila stops singing abruptly and, startled, turns quickly to face the noise. She backs up a few feet when she sees Sarge.

"Sarge?" she asks in disbelief as it dawns on her just where she is. 'Oh dear...'

[sgt_goodbutter]

After nearly being smushed by the Warthog, he wasn't too afraid of the big tank, but the option of just what she was up to was still a priority. If she had wanted to blow Red base up, she most likely would have done it already, wouldn't she have?

"Um.. yeah, it's me, Sarge. So, uh, what are you doing here?" He asked slowly, clenching his hands around his shotgun for a moment before relaxing. He then realized he was still on his ass, and promptly got back up.

[m808btank]

"I am sorry," she apologizes quickly. "I did not realize where I was." Sheila stuggles to hold down the slight sense of panic she's feeling. 'Calm down, girl. He's relaxed his grip, he's not gonna blow you up...again.'

"I was just...wandering, really. Would you...like me to leave?"