Grease in the morning(nathan, jason)

[Cathal Ackermen]

Place: some aircraft hangar in france
Time: 05:15 hours
Weather: partly cloudy with a chill in the breeze

Cathol Ackermen was up early this morning. He had woke up and couldnt get back to sleep so he dicided to take a peek in the hangars. Cathol stood up and stretched. He knew it was chilly outside so he grabbed his jacket and took his aircraft helemt that he usualy wore around. It had attached to it goggles and a leather chinstrap that was always unclipped. He wanndered over to were the coffe was and poored himself a cup. Cathol then walked out of the barracks and into the open of the runway. He had to remeber were the hangar that Nathans plane was in. It was Cathol's job to look over and take care of his planes. Cathol was a person who couldnt stay away from repairing things. When he reached the hangar Cathol grabbed the bottom of the door and slid it up. He thought to himself, no one is gunna be here this early. Cathol walked over to a plane he saw that was torn up quiet a bit. "jesus christ Nathan. You cant stay out of ta' fire eh?" Cathol looked at the holes in the right wing. what to do with this bad boy, he thought. Cathol continued inspecting the plane and walked towards the front. He lifted open the engine cover and peeked inside. There was one busted pipe but that was all. "i change the oil while ima' here." Cathol then said as he pulled his head out and lit up a ciggarette. He grabbed an oil catch and some extra oil that was sitting around. Gunna be a long day, he thought.

[Jason McCarthy]

Jason had just finished with his last round. He was tired as usual, but there was work to be done after being up all night. He needed to take some inventory of what they had used within the last few days. "No alcohol, shouldn't be hard t' find here. Hmmm, need mer bandeges too." He said quietly in his think accent. He wrote the two things down and closed the cabinet and locked it. He then dropped the key into his pants pocket and ripped off the piece of paper with the things needed.

Jason walked out the door and started making his way around the base looking for the supplies. He got a bottle of Jack Daniels from one of the more generous men, the others either told him that they had none or just didn't answer. Everywhere had been gone to except one place, the Aircraft Hangar. It was a longshot for them to have anything, but Jason thought he'd give it a try anyways.

After getting into the huge hangar he didn't see anybody but a bunch of planes. Nobody was in sight. "Anybody here?" He said in a voice that echoed throughout the hangar. He took a few steps and saw a man laying on his back repairing a plane. ""Scuse me, lad. D' ye have any, alcohol er bandeges?" He asked while the man kept working.

[Cathal Ackermen]

Cathol looked around at the engine and pulled the bursted tube off and let the fluids run into a contaner. After the fluids were out he began to wedge a new tube on and put a clamp on.

"Anybody here?" Cathol heard somebody say. It Eachoed around the whole hangar. Cathol kept on working as he rolled under the plane on a board. Looking up to the bottom he could tell that this planes landing gear was broke for a while. That would explain why the plane wasnt landing right. ""Scuse me, lad. D' ye have any, alcohol er bandeges?" He heard the man that had just yelled into the hangar say.

Cathol stayed under the plane and asked the man "can ye' go get me da' 9/16 socket? i need the 6 inch too." When Cathol rolled out from under the plane he asked the man "why in da' hell is you here?" he could see the red cross on his arm. What was he doin' here, thought Cathol. He stood up grabbed a rag and wiped his hands off. "i got some irish beer nuthin' else. im willin' ta' shur' it with ya'." he said nicely. Cathol walked over to the large tool box and grabbed what he needed. Then walked back to the plane and slaped a patch on the wing. Cathol left it there and sat ontop of the nose of the plane looking at the medic. "what ya' need this stuff for?" he asked as he pulled out another cig and lit it up.

[Jason McCarthy]

A voice replied to Jason's previous question. Instead of getting answer he was greeted with a question. "Why in da' hell is you here?" The question came to Jason as a shock most of the time when someone saw a medic they got happy all of a sudden, but this man didn't seem to feel that way. But before Jason could reply the man kept on while grabbing a rag to wipe his hand off with. "I got some Irish beer nuthin' else. I'm willin' ta' shur' it with ya'." The man said in a nicer tone. "Aye, thank ye fer yer kindness, but I ain't the drinkin' type." Jason said as nicely as he could without offending the mechanic.

He hopped up on the plane and started speaking again while lighting a cigarrette. "What ya' need this stuff for?" The man said. Jason coughed a little as the smoke filled his nostrils and went into his lungs. He felt the smoke burn his throat slightly. "I be runnin' low on supplies fer th' med station. 'Nythin's of use." Jason said with a smile. "Well lad. What be yer name?" He asked trying to get to know the man better. He could tell the man was of Irish decent no doubt. It interested Jason to see an Irish mechanic in a U.S. Army Base.

[Cathal Ackermen]

"Well lad. What be yer name?" said the medic. cathol thought to himself, should i be an asshole and rat out at him because he didnt say sir. he decided just to tell the medic his name. anyways, he sounds irish and they could be friends at one time.

"me name is cathol." he stopped for a bit "and me is named after the god of war in me religion." CAthol took one last swig of his ciggarette and found an oil spot. he dropped it into it makeing a mini fire. Cathol chuckled a bit then hopped off the nose of the plane and stomped it out. "Well lad. what yur' name be?" Cathol walked over to one of Mac's planes. He wiped off his hands a bit and opened up the front of the nose. he ran quick diagnostics. he noticed some damge in the compresser and a carborator could be added in. Cathol then looked at the landing gears. all fine hydrolic lines are intact. the wings are fine except a patch could be used on the right wing. then when finished Cathol closed the nose up and then took out a ciggarette and lit up. "would ye' lik eh cig?" he took one out and handed it over to the medic.

[Jason McCarthy]

Jason looked at the man closely. He seemed slightly familiar, he just couldn't fit the place. "Me name is Cathol." The man said in reply to Jason's question. Cathol, Cathol, I remember now. But what should I say? Jason thought to himself. He saw Cathol drop the butt of his cigarrette into a small oil spill that lit and went out. He smiled as he watched the flames grow and then die. Next Jason saw the man's coat on a few canisters, he noticed the insignia stating that he was a Leading Aircraftman. Jason took note and proceeded.

"Well lad. what yur' name be?" Cathol said. Jason put his hands in his pockets and took a few steps. He then sat down on a nearby table. "Well, me name's Jason...sir." He said a bit more uneasy this time. He hesitated about saying sir because he never called anyone sir. Most people were just happy to see the Red Cross' band on his arm.

"Would ye' lik eh cig?" Cathol said with his arm outstreched with the cigarrette in hand. "Eh, no thank ye, sir. I seen what th'se things do to yer lungs. 'Tisn't pretty 'tall. Jason said trying not to offend Cathol. "So, yer name be Cathol. Where did ye grow up, lad?" Jason said trying to feed his curiousity. The realization dawned on Jason,this could be who he thought he was.

[Cathal Ackermen]

"Well, me name's Jason...sir." said the medic. thinking to himself about the man he laughed abit when he hearded him say sir. why did he say that to him?

"well ye' dont have ta' tell me that im a sir." a laugh came acrossed as he said another thing "im a leading aircraftman not nothing else me' friend." lifting up his behind off the airplane he continued off to the next one. wanting to see what was wrong and why the plane wouldnt start he reached in and did quick diagnostics.

he heard more words from the man as he was doing this "So, yer name be Cathol. Where did ye grow up, lad?" still working on the plane he kind of ignored him a bit. noticeing that the man may know him he replied.

"well i grom from the hills of thee' west my friend." begining to seriosly check the plane now he asked Jason this "what ye' last name be medic?" Cathol began to inspect the plane but he pulled away as he looked at the medic. He knew this man from somewere. But were?the man looking like he had not seen yet of any war Cathol was curious to figer out who this man may be. And what he was doing in this hangar.

[Jason McCarthy]

Jason heard the words and a smile came over his face. This is definately Cathol the Crazy. He thought to himself. He was overjoyed to see a familiar face. He remembered the two of them playing outside on sunny days together and causing random acts of mischief. He recalled one occasion when Jason had the 'best idea ever.' He remembered telling Cathol to get him some oil and he would find some matches and some rubbing alcohol from his father. When they met back up Jason put the mixture into a small bottle. He lit a match and dropped it into the bottle. It flared up in a magnificent cloud of orange and red. He was having fun until he heard his father's stern voice. "What 'n heaven's name 're ye doin'?" Jason shook himself and listened back to the conversation.

"What ye' last name be medic?" Cathol said. Jason thought for a moment and replied "McCarthy! Cathol you crazy man!" He said in excitement as he walked over and gave him a big handshake. "How be yer mum and dad?" He hesitated while thinking of someone else he was forgetting. Ah yes, Ciarah. He was always fond of Cathol's sister. He found her very beatiful and intriguing. "And what've yer sis? Is she well?" Jason asked sounding a bit concerned. He had always ahd a soft spot for females. He didn't know why, but he always had and probably always will.

[Cathal Ackermen]

Cathol looked at the medic, named jason. What was he thinking about now? what was goin' on her', Cathol thought to himself. "McCarthy! Cathol you crazy man!" Cathol got the answer from the medic. He said in excitement as he walked over and gave him a big handshake. suddenly he realised the man. Jason from his childhood! "How be yer mum and dad?" said jason as he let go of his hand.

"Well ye' see me mum had finnaly foud her self a job and for me' pappo." Cathol had called him this ever sence he could speak. sudden grim came acrossed his face as he starred at jason and walked over and gave him a huge manly hug. "well lad ye' see he died in an accident on me' familys farm. a tractor peice came off and went right through him. died instantly." Cathol said as a sudden tear came acrossed his face.

All of the sudden sorrow went away as jason then said "And what've yer sis? Is she well?" he heared him say now.

"well ye' bring me' sorrow away friend." Cathol had a slight smile as he began to think about his sister. "well ye' see Ciarah is all but bad right now. You've still got a chance due to when i left home she was single." he chuckled remebring them two likeing eachother. "not much is known about them lad, when i left thats what i knew. exactly what i told you."

[Jason McCarthy]

Jason felt overwhelmed. He felt overjoyed at the news of his old friend being found again after a good long time. Cathold gave Jason a big hug and started sounding sad as he followed with the conversation. "Well lad ye' see he died in an accident on me' familys farm." The words pierced Jason and made his heart drop a bit. He felt sad, he knew Cathol's father. he was a nice man and a good friend of his own father's. "Oh lad, I'm sorry." He said quietly.

The mood quickly shifted as Jason mentioned Cathold sister, Ciarah. "Well ye' bring me' sorrow away friend." cathol said with a small grin on his face. "Well ye' see Ciarah is all but bad right now. You've still got a chance due to when I left home she was single." Cathol gave a small laugh as he ended the sentence. "Not much is known about them lad, when I left thats what I knew. Exactly what I told you." He followed up. Jasons face turned a reddish color as Cathol recalled the two in the past. "Aye, well, I doubt she'd be wantin' to see a crap faced hooligan such as meself." He said with a chuckle. "Oi, and if I remember correctly ye had a little lover yerself back home. What be her name, ah yes, Erinn? Or was it Brianna? You'll have t' help me lad, I can't be rememberin' all of yer lovers!" Jason said as he joked with his old friend recalling Cathol's past. Jason then hopped up on some canisters that were closed. He looked at Cathol and smiled. "So, yer a pilot now? I ne'er saw that comin'."

[Cathal Ackermen]

(ooc: youll like this one =])
"Aye, well, I doubt she'd be wantin' to see a crap faced hooligan such as meself." He said with a chuckle. "Oi, and if I remember correctly ye had a little lover yerself back home. What be her name, ah yes, Erinn? Or was it Brianna? You'll have t' help me lad, I can't be rememberin' all of yer lovers!" said jason as cathol remebered his girl back at home.

"well lad' erinn was from a long time ago. actualy i reckon before i moved to america. But brianna my friend is the girl im with." he said with a smile. Cathol remebered the ladys at home, and even all of his family at home. wanting to reconect and to head back but he couldnt.

"So, yer a pilot now? I ne'er saw that comin'." Cathol chuckeled as jason said that.

"are you talking to the right cathol my friend? remeber the time you and me jump of of ee' tree to see if we ould' fly high like the birds?" rembering yet another moment with him as he chuckled. "both legs broke and ee' fractred' arm eh?" he laughed. Cathol went to some canisters next to jason. he hoped up onto it but the top wasnt on. Cathol fell down into the canister and hit hard in the bottom. "eh' jason? coul' ye' hel' me out a' here?" ha said. it eachoed out of the canister.

[Jason McCarthy]

"Oh ya, tha's right. Ye went to 'America'! Jason said as he put alot of emphasis on America and waved his arms in an arc. "The land of oppurtunity." He said and then made a little sneer as the conversation moved on.

"Are you talking to the right Cathol my friend? Remember the time you and me jump of of ee' tree to see if we ould' fly high like the birds?" Cathol said, Jason started to laugh as he easily recalled the moment. "Both legs broke and ee' fractred' arm eh?" He went on and laughed. "Aye 'twas fun 'til I hit the ground" Jason said with a laugh. He then saw Cathol hop up and then tumble down into an open canister. Jason ran over to see if he was okay, all he heard was a muffled voice saying, "Eh' Jason? coul' ye' hel' me out a' here?" Jason started laughing hysterically. He laughed for about thirty seconds straight until he actually moved over and stuck his hand down to help his old buddy out of the canister. "Well lad, I feel much safer that yer flyin' a plane." He laughed again and patted Cathol on the back. "Good t' see ye again lad."

[Edward"Butcher"McMillan]

Moderation Post:

The following CP has been issued:

Ackerman - 4CP

McCarthy - 5CP

-JT