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Kearo set his bag down and grabbed a water bottle and two heat then cold patches. He pulled up his pants and stuck them on both his legs. "That feels good..." He opened up his water bottle. "Don't need to thank me. Thanks those three. I just jumped on and pulled you up. She is the one that came for you." He said as he pointed to the cockpit and drank his bottle.

Trip chuckles lightly and gives a small smile "sorry, dont thing they give those out, but i can offer myself for any services such as maintenance or just as another sharpshooter" He says leaning forward so Bianca can here him as he lights a cigarette.

"Another sharpshooter and a new pilot. That sounds good to me. My hands are going numb from holding this stupid throttle," she complained, still steering them towards their destination. "Chips? Here. For now, you can feed your pilot to keep her energy up. Chop chop." She opened her mouth, fully expecting him to give her some chips.

Kearo caught the BDU and dogtag and looked at them carefully. " Hmmm... In the army. Just like my dad." He said. He put it over his clothes and tucked it under his battle belt and suspenders and put the dog tag around his neck. " Alright, now time to be a servant." He popped open a new bag of chips and grabbed a few and put it in Bianca's mouth. "After walking for six weeks I thought I ate all of my food. Heh. Name's Kearo by the way. You guys?"

"You're welcome Bianca. Allow me to take the wheel, or should I say stick?" Kearo said as he put his hand on top of the throttle. "My dad tried teaching me and I did a simulation. Never tried fly a real one though."

"Hah. You'll probably do better than me. I've only read the manual. Never touched a copter or a simulation." She got up, letting hi mtake her place as the pilot. Shaking her arms a bit to get the feeling back into them, she scooped up the BDU and went into the back of the copter out of sight. "My dad wore a BDU like this," she commented ashe she took off her hoodie and such in the back, putting the BDU on. She just left her old clothes where they were, being sure to put the belt from them back on that had her weapons and gas mask attached to it. "it feels like I've been drafted." She chuckled, slipping the blank dogtags on as she moved back up to the cockpit.

Patrick tossed Trip's dogtags back to him, "Acting Captain Patrick O'Toole." he said, his eyes locked on Trip's, this guy is going to be trouble.. he thought. He walked towards the window and sat down and began cleaning his guns and knives, he turned and grinned lightly at Trip, "Theres a difference before pre-war soldiers and soldiers like me." he said. "We care about every human being we encounter." He disassembled his M14 and oiled up the hinges, "Besides, theres probably a reason someone you're age isn't still in active duty."

"Hmm... I wonder..." Rei said as he gazed down at his radio, almost completely forgetting the conversation happening in front of him. He then hit a switch on the back of the radio and a message broadcasts... "Any and all survivors! Paradise has been destroyed! Repeat Paradise has been destroyed! The infection got in some how, and There are a few survivors, but we won't last long! We need evacuation! Anyone in the area, come evacuate the few people left! This frequency is traceable by GPS, Locate our position and save the few that are left!" Over the radio Rei also hears screams and groans in the distance. "No! they're coming again!" As soon as the transmission stops a red dot appears on Re's GPS, "Everyone, we have to go save them. Paradise may be gone, but the people aren't. We have to go save as many as possible. Who's with me?" Rei looked around the room anxiously as he spoke.