OOC: I know that Staff Sergeant Bevan is away. But I see no harm in starting it and not skipping his go as none of us are doing that much anyway.
The prison cell was wet and cold. Rhodri Williams was sitting on the bunk bored out of his mind. He was stuck in the cell with the new medic. He knew his name and knew that he could command him as he was superior to him. But he didn't really know him that well. They had only met during meetings between the members of the Fusiliers. But even then they didn't really speak to each other.
The boredom was beginning to get to Rhodri. He lay down on the bunk and stared at the ceiling. The grey concrete wall was all that was up there apart from the light bulb and countless spider's webs.
The medic he was stuck in the cell with was welsh as he knew and would probably be able to speak his native language. But he was not sure. He decided that he would try and find out about the medic to kill some time. But right now he was trying to concoct a plan of action to get out of the cell.
One idea was to wait until Staff Sergeant Bevan and the rest appeared and began to try and overpower the guards. Rhodri and Jack would then have an opportunity to pick the lock if they were lucky.
Another idea was to steal the key when Private Edwards was close-as only he had the key-and break out again when Bevan tried to overpower the guards.
He decided to discuss these options with the medic and see if he himself had any ideas of his own. He sat up and limped over to the Medic's bunk aching and groaning as he went.
'Hello. I was just wondering'he paused and grit his teeth as he sat down, 'if you had any plans for escape?'he asked.
Post by S.SGT David Bevan on Aug 4, 2008 13:37:04 GMT
Sorry people but this thread is now being stopped due to two of our members growing inactive. The excersise will be closed until further notice but will be re-opened later this week.