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Entrance Post

Feb 15, 2007 21:09

"...moving back to England already. If I heard Luz and his Horton impression one more time I swear he would be on the next patrol going out." Little Harry Welsh opened the door to what was supposed to be the officers billets for Easy Company. He was looking back over his shoulder paying no attention as he stepped into what is now a bar. Not the inn ( Read more... )

lewis nixon, harry welsh, krauser, sugar, mister parker, harry wells

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misterparker February 16 2007, 02:16:10 UTC

"Don't panic," Parker advises.

inadell February 16 2007, 02:22:10 UTC

Welsh looks over to the kid that just spoke to him, frowning a little more if it were possibly for the paratrooper. "Why would I panic? Officers aren't trained to panic...and it is a bar." Shifting the rifle against his back he takes a few steps, more of a swager than anything, towards Parker.

"You a local or one of ours, pal?" His words are nice but hold that bit of authority most officers gain over time.

misterparker February 16 2007, 02:24:42 UTC

Parker bristles, more as a trained reaction to the tone than any dislike. He and authority figures go together like explosives and matches.

"I'm my own." He glances around, "A lot of people do panic when they're faced with the end of the world."

inadell February 16 2007, 02:27:40 UTC

Whatever bit of a smile Harry had is soon gone and he tenses himself, "If you wanna call the War the end of the world, kid, you can. We aren't gonna let that happen though."

Reaching up the shorter man removes the helmet from his head to scrub dirty fingers back through short cut curley strawberry-blonde hair. "Course I guess thats how most of the French must feel right about now though."

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shinymetal_ass February 16 2007, 03:06:48 UTC

"Officer's billet? This was my apartment 5 minutes ago, bonebag."

There's a confused--though appaently angry--foghat gray robot near the door. Looks like he'd just gotten in himself.

inadell February 16 2007, 03:11:40 UTC

Harry...just manages to stare at Bender. Not blinking. Not moving- nothing. A good two minutes pass before he barks out a laugh, doubling over slightly before raising his right hand to remove the helmet from his head.

"All right! Come on out Dick! Nix! You two got me good for this! Who did you get dressed up in the tincan? Skinny?" He all execpts the named people to burst out at any moment with Signal Corp camarement ready to take his picture with what HAS to be Skinny Sisk in some sort of costume from the dime flicks back home.

"Come on guys..I know you have to be in here somewhere.."

shinymetal_ass February 16 2007, 03:16:01 UTC

"Hey! I ain't no stinkin tin can, chump! I'm a class-A bending unit! Could a tin can do THIS?"

He opens he dooor on the front of his body, yanks out three beers, and downs them. All. At once.

"Ah, now that's good stuff!"

inadell February 16 2007, 03:24:51 UTC

The only words out of Harry's mouth as he nearly falls over himself trying to scamper away from Bender that can be made out are "Holy fucking shit!" along with a string of other words that aren't even proper to repeat. Thank that to him being mostly Irish.

He tries to draw his M-1 off his shoulder but soon finds himself tripping over himself in a rush to get away from Bender. When he lands flat on his arse he winces, reaching up to move his helmet back on his head since it had slid over his eyes. "What the fuck are you supposed to be?!?"

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dead_comrade February 16 2007, 03:39:57 UTC

Krauser smells outdoors. And mud. And gun oil.

It's the smell of blood, and a man who's heavily tired, that swings him around before he even registers it. The part of him that's predator just got a very loud wake-up call. Said part is promptly told to shut up.

"You okay?"

inadell February 16 2007, 03:50:06 UTC

The American accent to his right draws the paratrooper's eyes to the taller man, his gear causeing him to do an almost double-take. It is, however, the scars that get a little wide eyed look from Harry. "Jesus, man. What beach were you on?"

At the question if he's okay Harry just gives a little lopsided grin. "Going into reserve- couldn't be any better and more willing to get back to England."

"Say, mac. What Division you with? Rangers?"

dead_comrade February 16 2007, 04:16:38 UTC

"I wasn't." Krauser's thrown. And then, at the answer he gets, he just says, "right." Because well, you smell vulnerable! Better sit down for a while is never applicable to the social situation.

"Fuck, no." He shakes his head. "Deltas. You?"

Because, well, he knows his history, and the uniform and slang here is just confusing.

inadell February 16 2007, 04:21:12 UTC

"So you jumped in?"

Removing his helmet with his left hand he tucks it under his left arm where his M-1 is on his right. "You in the 82nd or part of the 501st?" The uniform the other man wears gets another look over- the beret causeing him to frown. "Or you part of the Brits that jumped in with us?"

Finally he moves to offer Krauser his right hand. "Name's Lieutenant Harry Welsh, Easy Company 506th."

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milkbonesoldier February 16 2007, 04:02:48 UTC

Harry's not the sort to sit near the door generally. Too many people coming in and going out, he's found. It gets on his nerves. Some days, though, it can't be avoided, which is why he's not all that far off when this particular newcomer turns up. He blinks a few times at the new arrival.

"Oh, fuck me sideways, another one?" he says. "This place is a bloody magnet... It's right where you left it, lad, on the other side of the door you came through."

inadell February 16 2007, 04:05:37 UTC

Welsh glances over at the other Harry, raising an eyebrow slightly at the Brit. "I kinda guess that though I like the idea of the billets being in a bar. Means less steps for me to take. Captain Winters' couldn't have picked this place though."

Frowning slightly he studies the other man. "And what do you mean another one? More of my Battalion around?"

milkbonesoldier February 16 2007, 04:11:47 UTC

"Depends. This 'Luz' you mention wouldn't happen to be George Luz, would it? 'Cos he's been here, and so's what's-his-face, Nixon." Wells shrugs. "Otherwise I couldn't honestly say."

inadell February 16 2007, 04:15:37 UTC

The paratrooper opens his mouth to speak though it is soon shut tight with a snap. "What is my radioman doing in a bar without telling me about it. That dirty little son of a bitch.." Muttering under his breath Harry raises his right hand to adjust the mapcase strap around his neck.

"And Nixon has been here? Christ you have got to be kidding me? Wait- did my platoon set you up? Or did Lew do it?"

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whiteabsolution February 16 2007, 06:02:49 UTC

Iiiiiinteresting. She's seen American soldiers before, but their uniforms were a little different and she's only seen them in novels of hers. But he is quite handsome, probably more so under the mud and nastiness covering him.

"Hullo!" A petite, beautifully dressed, strawberry blonde steps infront of him with a large smile on her face and her large hazel eyes looking him up and down. "Welcome to Milliways." She says sweetly.

inadell February 16 2007, 16:08:28 UTC

Harry has his lips pursed as he glances about the room but as soon as the young lady steps infront of him he's instantly smileing. His right hand goes up to remove his helmet which is promptly tucked under his left arm.

"Good afternoon, ma'am. Maybe can you tell me- did the officer's billets move or did they let Captain Nixon pick the place this time?"

whiteabsolution February 16 2007, 18:26:30 UTC

Sugar arches a brow. "I'm sorry?" She says lightly. "I...do not know a Captain Nixon, sir."

inadell February 16 2007, 18:37:50 UTC

Welsh manages to grin a little more. If Nix hadn't picked this place then who? "Ahh so Nix didn't? Interesting.

Wipeing his right hand off on his dirty pants he offers it to Sugar. "Name's Lieutenant Harry Welsh, Easy Company 506th. Do you happen to know if any of the other officers are here, ma'am?"

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