A new life (David/Rhodri)

[uberethair]

Uberethair paced up to his new dormitory, he is to stay with a David Bevan and a Rhodri Williams. He despised company, but as long as they didn't bother him too much, he would act civil enough to them.

Opening the door, Uberethair sighed a breath of relief, at least they were orderly, each bunk was meticulous, just as he liked it.
Unsure of which bunk to pick, he immediately chose the one in the corner which was draped in shadows.

Placing his bag on the floor at the bunk's edge, he lay down in it, letting, immersing himself in the protection of darkness.

From the doorway only the glinting of his eyes could be seen by someone entering the dormitory. He took his Lee Enfield out of his bag he assembled it and disassembled it again, as was his habit and started oiling each piece seperately.

Hearing footsteps, he ceased oiling the rifle and placed the equipment at the ground near his bag and watched the door intently.

[S.SGT David Bevan]

David strode along the corridor casually. He pushed open the door to his dormitory which squeeked loudly then walked towards his bunk followed by his men. He noticed the new Sergeant sat quietly in the corner cleaning his rifle.

David was unable to see him clearly as he was sat in the darkest corner of the room with the curtains closed. Most of his face was hidden in shadow all he could see were to shining eyes staring at him and David was soon staring back. He didn't look like the friendly type but David would try to have a conversation with him.

"Hi, How long have you been here" David said to the Russian staring at his piercing eyes.

David then turned to his men and said loudly "He's a Russian Sergeant called Uberethair Dostoevsky".

He tossed a bottle of beer towards Uberethair as he usually did when he met a new person. Clever people would catch the bottle fools would drop it.

[uberethair]

Uberethair snatched out a hand to catch the bottle without taking his eyes from David, "Hello, I've only been here about fifteen minutes" replied Uberethair in his guttural Russian accent

Uberethair placed his bottle in his bag, he was used to drinking alcohol but didn't feel like one right now. Edging out of the shadows he showed his face, revealing angled features and a heavy brow. Standing to attention he twisted his hand into a quick salute before sitting back on his bunk and returned to oiling his rifle, but didn't back into the shadows, a mark of respect towards his fellow bunk mates.

[S.SGT David Bevan]

David was glad to see Uberethair reach out with one hand and catch the bottle effortlessly. It never went down well when they dropped it.

"Hello, I've only been here about fifteen minutes" said Uberethair in a strong Russian accent still staring at David.

David was surprised to see that Uberethair had stored the beer in his bag obviously to drink later but he was not like the other Russians David had met who would have necked it instantly.

The Russian then gave a hasty salute towards David. He was glad to be sharing a room with someone who respected higher ranks.David then watched as Uberethair ceased staring at him and had now gone back to cleaning his Rifle this time in a far less dark part of the room where David could see his face.

[cymraeg123]

Rhodri walked back to his bunk after running some laps and doing some target practice. He knew David would take the mic after winning the Training exercise and would rub it in his face. he was going to get quite annoyed but there was nothing he could do.

He was too tired to do anything and hoped that he would be able to get to sleep before David had annoyed him too much.

He reached his room and opened the door. He saw a new recruit. He must be that russian Sergeant he thought. He couldn't remember his name. He walked over to his bunk which was the top bunk and hauled himself up the ladder.

He lay down on the bed and began to relax before going to get changed and ready for bed. He would normally read a book or talk to David about recent battles if either of them had just returned from action. But the Russian would be asking questions and Rhodri himself would be quite inquisitive as to where the Russian was from and what he enjoyed doing.

'Hello there boys,' Rhodri said trying not to sound too tired, 'I believe we haven't met,' he said as he turned to the Russian.

[PuNk! ™]

Moderation Post:[/b]

This thread has been stagnent and didn't finish appropriately, so less CP has been awarded.
Following CP has been issued;

SGT. Dostoevsky: 4CP

SGT. D, Bevan: 4CP

CORP. Williams: 2CP

~Danny[/color]