Cracker!

[solo]

Roz shrugged.
“Yeah.” She said. She hadn't really thought about it. When she'd joined up they'd asked if she'd wanted to do specialty training and she'd accepted. It had never really occurred to her that she was looked upon as different my the other soldiers.
“Yeah.” She said again. Then decided that she liked the look of Shilo enough to say something more.“I guess. It's not very, you know, sportman-ly, but it's still pretty awesome. ” Unconsciously, she reached a hand down to and began to stroke Pike again.
“Although sometimes I wish I were just normal. I had to take regular training in addition to my specialty training. My first week after joining up was hell. Pure hell.” Roz shuddered.

Shilo looked at her in a wide-eyed sort of way. He didn't even want to know about the training. From the look on Roz's face, it was as bad as she said it was. He was about to say something when he heard Lieutenant Rick yell for formation. He quickly lined up with Pike at his side.

"Mo Taylors, yes i am" Mo said giving a jerk on the slowly pulling Blue who's eager personality was taking over. Jay lowered to the ground and took a few steps forwards towards Rick Hanson in curiosity. Blue laid down once she figured out there was no way right then that she'd be able to meet the other dogs. "Jay" Mo said in a hushed voice. Jay lowered his head again but turned back to Mo and wondered back to her side. Mo glanced at Rick Hanson then at the privates, assassin and Corporeal.

Tazz shoved Lager off his lap, wiping his face. Lager obliged, scrambled on the cement. She bowed playfully, barking loudly at him. Tazz groaned. "Hush. Hush, Lager." he muttered, looking around. She growled, jumping around crazily. Tazz sighed, pulling out her ball and chucking it at her. "Oh....s***" he mumbled, eyes wide. The ball flew straight toward Lt. Hanson. Oh my Lord. I am dead. Doomed. Screwed. Hosed. he thought, watching Lager dart after her toy.

Rick looked at Mo with dissatisfaction glinting in his green-brown eyes. "You're late." he growled, "Get into formation." Louder, so the rest of the soldiers- there were about 20- could hear him, he yelled, "FOR-MAY-TION! C'MON MOVE IT!" He'd have to start without Lyra. Where was the General?
A few sleepy-eyed private scrambled to line up. But there seemed to be some kind of commotion in the back. Sergeant Maytaz's dog was jumping around like a lunatic. And then she hurtled towards straight at him like a runaway locomotive.
The ball hit him first, bouncing off his head. Everything seemed to go slow motion, yet terrifyingly fast at the same time. The morning must have slowed his reaction, because all he had time to do was take a step back and bar his chest with one arm.

Qui frowned,"Go back to base. You no belong here. My brother sister are watch you every move. They come I'll have kill you, I get nightmare for month. Dog too. Eaten." She frowned deeper and aimed her gun back at him. She said,"I killer, you not. Watch self." She took a step back to avoid the dog biting her, never breaking eye contact with the American once. She snapped angrily,"Go back to base. Come back when have killer in eye." She soon calmed down and aimed her gun at the boy's forehead, just under his helmet.

Blitz's heart was beating like a schizophrenic metronome. He seemed deaf to Spirit's crazed barking and snarling.
He held his M16 completely still. He was going to spit out something along the lines of, 'Yeah right! You're coming back to base with me!' but no words came out. Blitz realized with a terrible sinking feeling that she was right. Did he really have the guts to shoot a girl in the face, with her brown eyes boring into his? Shooting targets at Basic Training were a wholly different things than a person. Even Charlie.
Oh, but her eyes glinted coldly. Blitz could see it in her face, she was dead serious. She would shoot him. She was going to shoot him. A live soldier is more useful than a dead one. Getting killed won't do anybody any good. Blitz reminded himself. And yet, he stayed rooted to the spot. Frozen.
He swallowed hard, "I'm not scared of you." Yeah, right, "I said it before. I'll s-shoot you."

[OneRowdyNight]

Dropping his head into his hands, Tazz hopped up, darting into formation. Lager dashed after the ball, diving between Rick's legs and snatching up the ball. She turned, claws scrabbling on the floor, and galloped to Tazz, plopping the ball at his feet. Tazz prayed that the Lt. was in a forgiving mood.

[Day Of Silence]

Mo gave a quick scowl and then almost fell forward with Blue's hyper energy. She quickly snatched at the jumping dog's collar and forced the dog not to jump. Jay followed at Mo's heels and sat at her side as Mo got into the line. Blue whined and pulled forward, almost making the struggling handler go face down on the ground. Jay gave a small jerk as if about to run but stopped him self. Jay's head lowered as he stared after Lager.

Jordan stood up and straightened into the line. Chain raised, moved and sat down at Jordan's commands. The border collie glanced around and his eye's soon locked on Rick Hanson. Jordan clenched his teeth, his left hand holding the balk of the leash while his right hand slid down the line till he found the length he wanted and grabbed the leash, letting the leash droop little to let chain have some space.

[horrorterror]

Qui stared at the American and said,"You tell lie. One chance, back base." She leaned forward slightly trying to intimidate the American. She had killed before, and she didn't understand why she couldn't make herself pull the trigger. She added,"Go ahead, shoot me. What? No guts? Used shoot wood?" She knew her English was terrible, but it was enough and she was sure he could understand what he was saying. She was glad she had worked at an army base during the first month of the war, if she didn't she would have no English at all. She snapped at the dog,"Shut! You give headache!"

[Sparkly Ninja]

Roz automatically snapped to attention as the Lt. barked the order. Quickly she manoeuvred herself into line. She heard sounds that were definitely not other soldiers getting into formation. She indulged herself in a peek down the line and almost burst into a fit of giggles as the Lieutenant was hit in the head by a poorly aimed ball. She nudged Shilo, who was beside her, her eyes were laughing as she jerked her head towards the action.
Then she saw the dog, a large, German Shepard-coloured affair, barrelling full speed after the ball. The giggles that she had been trying to keep under control died in her throat. She saw, as if in slow motion, the Lieutenant step back and put an arm up as the dog continued full speed a head.

[solo]

Shilo was wondering where the heck Blitz had gone when Roz nudged him. He broke into a grin and tried not to laugh. The dignified Lieutenant looked silly with a ball bouncing off his head. He did feel sorry for the Sergeant, however. Ooooh is he gonna get it... Shilo thought, subconsciously gripping Pike's leash tighter. Pike had begun to drool as the sight of the ball, and Shilo didn't want to have a nearly-a-face-plant incident.

((more to come, just a sec))

[horrorterror]

Qui pulled the trigger of her rifle, expecting to see the boy's head explode. She could deal with nightmares. She snarled when there was no bang and the boy's head didn't explode. She said embarrassed,"Jam." She started to fiddle with it for a few minutes, but found she couldn't fix it. She sighed and dropped her weapon and said sounding annoyed,"Surrender."

[solo]

Blitz knew he should run. All the alarms in his head were screaming at him to. A private on his first day in Nam vs. an experienced Charlie? She'd probably win. He took a few steps backwards. But what if she shot him in the back when he ran? She couldn't be trusted!
Blitz saw her finger pull back the trigger and sort of skittered sideways, then hit the dirt. But no bullet shot out. Her rifle had jammed! Now, he had her!
"Ha!" he yelled, scrambling back to his feet, covered in mud now, and pointing his gun at her, "You think you're gonna make me surrender with a broken gun? You're coming with me." He waved it at her threateningly and tried to sound mean, "I mean it!"

((Rick soon))

[horrorterror]

Qui waled over to a tree, and hit her head on it. She had phrased that wrong apparently and said,"No, mean surrender. Stupid." If he took her back to his base, she would make sure everybody knew that her gun had jammed and he hadn't done something heroic. It was simply a matter of who had a gun and who didn't really. She glared at him, wishing he hadn't followed her. She swatted at a mosquito that buzzed next to her ear. She managed to knock it out of the air and it decided to leave her alone. She wondered what they would do to her, she was just a private. She had no information that would be useful to anybody.

[solo]

If looks could kill, Sergeant Maytaz would probably be a vaporized pile of ash by now.
Rick was NOT in the mood to deal with even the slightest idiotic action this morning. The lieutenant brushed past Mo, Jordan, Shilo and Roz and stormed over to Maytaz, getting right up in his face,"SERGEANT! WHAT IS YOUR DOG'S NAME?!"

((sorry for stupid, slow response ))

"Spirit!" Blitz snapped, and the German Shepherd finally calmed down, mostly. She no longer looked as if she was going to spring forward and rip the girl's guts out, but she growled like a motorcycle.
He poked the girl with the barrel of his gun, towards base, "Move it. Leave the gun." he hoped she wouldn't do anything sneaky, and actually, he wasn't even sure how base would react. Would they freak out that he'd brought her straight to their camp? Yell at him for not killing her? Or reward him for bringing back an enemy they could get information out of? Blitz didn't know, but he wanted to hurry. He didn't trust her. Something about the look in her eyes made him jumpy.