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Thread: Devil's Trap (Panda and Dogged)

RE Devil's Trap Dogged and Panda He continued to let her talk and roam, taking advantage of the time she gave him to see into every corner of Eric's mind. Was she or wasn't she? His mind continued to dominate the meat suit for the imperative information before he could proceed. Not just anyone could suddenly 'hear' Angels like that out of no where. She might actually be a fallen angel and Vetis couldn't risk reminding her of that status. The only other reason was that Elsa had been an Angel's vessel and was later discarded. It was a unique and untenable position but either way, Vetis needed to confirm -why- she could do what she did. An unexplained absence from her family could be the clue toward discovering if Elsa was a discarded Angel meat suit. Eric fought back harder than expected at the mental intrusion, but compassion wasn't exactly on Vetis' list of high priorities. Crowley obviously wanted the girl for evident reasons but no one had stopped to think about -how- Elsa became what she was except for him. And that was exactly what made the biggest difference between an upper level demon like himself and the lesser demons. They'd likely hurry to fetch Elsa under the assumption that they would get a reward and deliver her to Crowley like obedient dogs--and then they'd be quickly killed for knowing too much. Just a moment little Elsa, I need to consult with someone. Vetis summoned a lesser demon to scout out if Elsa was indeed a fallen angel. In mere seconds a form shimmered into existence between the woman and himself. He seemed like a nondescript man of average height, olive skin and of course black eyes... We can split it fiftyfifty if you can find -anything- within the hour. You're dismissed. He said swiftly and turned back to Elsa. Why would a knowledgeable girl like you sacrifice herself for her Hunter family? No Hunter worth their salt would make such a bargain. Are you trying to trick me here? Commented Vetis, stalling for time until he could assess the value of his 'prize.' It would be foolish to jump in and make a mistake with what could possibly be a fallen Angel. If her memory was restored, then her tricks would be as well and he just wasn't the type to take foolish chances. He stared her down, still 'wearing' his Eric suit. You're a ballsy little mortal now aren't you? Vetis' amusement colored his tone strongly and he smiled with her beloved brother's smile. OOC If the post is sub par, I'm sorry. I'll polish it up some more tomorrow when it's not so late.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

The Vietnam War had been going on for years before America got involved. At first American troops were small in numbers. They were mostly advisers and Special Forces units used to train the Army of the Republic of Vietnam. ARVN After 1963 the war expended and the number of American troops rose quickly. By 1967 over 451,000 American troops were in Vietnam and most were seeing combat in one from or another. American Army, Marine, Air Force and Navy Bases were set up from the demilitarized zone, DMZ to Saigon. One of these bases called Camp Baker was just outside of Nha Trang. Camp Baker was the home for the U.S. Army's 3rd Battalion, 4th Infantry Division. Outside of Camp Baker were a string firebases. Each firebase was 10 klicks from the main camp. These small camps were used as a buffer zone between the main camp and enemy forces. There were 7 firebases surrounding Camp Baker, one was known as Firebase Apache. The firebases were strung out with 5 Klicks between each firebase. The men currently stationed at Apache were the men from 1st Platoon Bravo Company. They were led by 1st Lieutenant Nicolas Nick Kern 27 a West Point grad who came to Vietnam in 1966. Nick as he was known stood 5'10 and weighted 175 lbs. His hair was short and dark, his eyes were blue. Second in command of the 1st platoon was the tough talking Sergeant First Class Daniel Dan Morgan 41. Dan had the most time in Vietnam having been in country since 1965. He was the handsome rugged type. Hardly shaved unless they were back at Camp Baker. Dan stood 6 feet even, weighted 185 lbs and had short brown hair with just a touch of grey. Dan saw action during all three years of the Korean War. Firebase Apache had been carved out of an empty field. To it's front and east was thick jungle and hills. Apache was base number 5 along the line sitting North East from Camp Baker. The normal size of a platoon is 42 men. 1st Platoon had been cut down to 28 with recent attacks. They were expecting reinforcements in the next few hours. Along with the fresh troops would be the new combat medic. The old medic was killed during the last attack. The wounded and dead were shipped back to Camp Baker. The wounded soldiers were then taken to the 8th Field Hospital which was inside the camp. In a few weeks the men of 1st Platoon would be heading back to Camp Baker for some RR. Another Platoon would take their place while they were in the rear. It was December 11 1967. Just a few weeks before Christmas and a little over a month away from the biggest enemy attack of the war. The sound of Huey's was heard coming closer. This meant supplies and those fresh troops were coming. The camp's loud speaker was blasting the song Wolly Bully being played by the American Forces Vietnam Network Station in Nha Trang. It was hot as hell and most of the men who weren't on guard duty were relaxing as best as they could.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

2nd Lt. Samantha Keller was used to the Heuys by now. With its transport origins and inherently large cabin space, the Huey was designed from the outset to serve occupants in quantity. Passenger space was equivalent to 14 combat-ready troops. This arrangement could be supplanted by up to 6 medical litters when in the MedEvac role. The base crew could comprise 1 to 4 personnel as needed and depending on the role and equipment utilized. Today, there were six guys in the cabin and two gunners. She sat near the door, a full kit bag at her side and an M16 semi automatic rifle in her lap. The gunner opposite her was clearly confused. Medics carried rifles sure. But this was a woman. A few hours ago, another day in hell had dawned. In all probability it would be the same as yesterday and the day before that and the... 76 days before that. A continual stream of mangled flesh, shattered bone and broken bodies. At the same time, there were too few personnel, too few drugs and too little sterility. But today was going to be different in one key respect today she wasn't just on board to help evacuate wounded personnel from the firebase. Today, the Huey would leave for its return journey without her. She was dressed in a standard set of fatigues a green t-shirt, a green shirt with the sleeves rolled up squarely. Green pants which were tucked into black boots. The other six guys in the ship with her were dressed similarly, although their clothes were that little bit newer, that little bit greener. Her name was stitched over the right breast pocket and the US Army designation was stitched over the left. Above that she wore the Combat Medic badge. The standard US Army medical core badge was on her left shoulder and the 2nd Lt bars were on the collar. Unlike the men she was sitting with, she had a service revolver - a colt - on her hip. She suspected that her arrival would not go down well. Almost as soon as she was aware of her orders she was aware that most people - including her friends - considered it a bad decision. Putting women in the field even as medics was not a good idea at all. It wasn't that she would almost certainly get herself killed it was the probability that she would get somebody else killed. But the decision was going to be even more unpopular with the platoon and the squad she was going to finish up going out with. The twelve month rotation of personnel meant that the arrival of a 'FNG' was a regular occurrence and the FNG was a pariah until they had served an unknown period and proved their worth...assuming they survived. He was surrounded by six of them right now but they would probably be treated as royalty compared to her. The helicopter began to swoop low, and beneath her she saw the clearing of a firebase coming into view. She gathered her kit and when the ship landed she followed the other six guys into the dust and the heat and the noise. She looked for the welcome committee she knew would be there a captain or a lieutenant, probably with a veteran master sergeant in tow. She wasn't disappointed.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Firebase Apache was surrounded by a fence made from 2 x 4's and chicken wire. The entire camp was no larger then 100 yards in any direction. All long the fence on the inside and out were sharp sticks pointing straight out. These sticks were known as punji sticks. These would make it hard for anyone to enter the camp in anyway other then by helicopter or the main gate. Barbed wire was also strung out on the edge of the firebase. Just inside the fence the camp was surrounded by landmines. Beyond that walls of sandbags were stacked up. The camp was pretty much made from sandbags, trenches and bunkers. Most of the men stayed in bunkers. There were a few tents for the officers and noncoms. A tent which served as the base's aid station. The command post was a bunker dug into the ground with sandbags all around. Four guard towers stood at the four corners of the camp. Light heavy machine guns were placed at different points around the camp. Most of the men ran around in their green t-shirts and fatigue pants. It was just before 11 am and the humidity level was already at 98. If it wasn't for the guns, a person could think that this was a refugee camp. The copper pads were located in the rear of the aide station which was in the middle of the camp. The camp commander wasn't there because he wasn't expecting another officer. He was just told a medic would be coming along with the new troops. The only Sergeant at the pads was Nathaniel Nate Kowalski. He was a short but powerfully built man. Nate barked out at the new troopers as they jumped from the helicopter. He also wasn't expecting an officer, nor was he expecting to see a woman. When Nate saw the smaller person carrying bags he yelled out. Jesus Christ!........Are they recruiting kids now! Nate crossed his arms as the slight looking person come closer. Suddenly it became very clear that this wasn't a small man. but a woman. GOD DAMN!!.......YOU'RE A WOMAN! Nate stated the obvious while those in the Huey already knew that.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

She threw the kit bag over her shoulder and walked towards the Sergeant who seemed to be doing all of the shouting. She had never be considered short that small before and truth was with some if the teenagers around this place, she actually wasn't. Sam was 25 years old...for the 'Nam that was almost geriatric. She was 5'7 with dark brown eyes and hair to match which had been cropped short about 10 minutes after she had arrived. She was every bit the girl-next-door, with a strong athletic figure. Army fatigues didn't really do it justice though but the curve from her 36c bust to her 23 inch waist and out to her 35inch hips was obvious. She had been an army nurse for precisely 4months. She had been on course to finish her medical degree at John Hopkins Umiversity in a years time, but the death of a college boyfriend at the hands of the VC and the nightly news reports had made her quit her road to becoming a doctor and enlist. Her father had been a doctor in Korea and was now a thoracic surgeon in their home town of San Francisco. She had expected him to rant and rave over her decision but he hadn't. He seemed to understand although if he knew she was walking onto a firebase to serve as a combat medi, he might not have been quite so understanding. Sam looked at the sergeant and smirked when he realised that he was looking at a woman. We'll done Sergeant. Ten out of ten for observation. I bet you're real valuable round here.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Nate had been so taken by surprise at seeing a woman, that he never noticed the single gold bars on her collar. However once she spoke his eyes open wider upon seeing her rank. Nate snapped to attention presenting her a salute. Sorry Lieutenant.......I wasn't expecting an officer on this flight! Nate said in a loud voice. He stood straight and tall before her. I was told some new recruits and a combat medic were on this flight! Nate stayed at attention and saluting until the Lieutenant returned his salute. Once his salute was returned, he relaxed. Nate pointed out where the command post was. He said that she could find Lieutenant Kern in there with Sergeant First Class Morgan. Nate said that they were going over the schedule for patrols. He stated that the VC had been hitting the base hard over the last few weeks. Nate added that something big was brewing. A large force of North Vietnam Soldiers were spotted only 35 klicks north of the base. These soldiers however didn't attack. They were spotted over a period of three days. Then they seemed to disappear as quickly as they came. Everyone had expected them to hit the base, but the only attacks came from the VC. There was something big going on with the NVA. However no one at this level had any idea of what was to come. The base was sending out patrols to find and kill the Viet Cong in the hopes that their attacks would stop. While Nate was talking with the new Lieutenant. He noticed the combat medics badge she was wearing. It was then that he realized that she was the new combat medic.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Sam returned the salute and nodded, the hint of a smile playing on her lips. Should she tell him she was the combat medic they were expecting? She decided not to. Word was going to get round soon enough. Don't worry about it Sergeant. I imagine you have more important thins to do and I'm not looking for a red carpet She looked in the direction that Kawalski had indicated. She listened to what he was saying about the unusual movements of the VC. It wasn't something she hadn't heard before back at the Evac Hospital and in the mess. Quite a lot of soldiers were starting to suspect something was coming. She nodded her thanks and headed off to the command. When she got there, she swept aside the canvas door and stepped in. There were a few men in there considering charts and papers, a few sitting at desks and one manning a radio which provided a regular background chatter. There was only one Lieutenant in the place though and there was a First Sergeant stood next to him. She took a quick glance at their breast pockets. Kern. Morgan. She stepped over, hesitated for a moment and took a breath. She was conscious of a few heads turning as she walked in and now they were looking at her wondering what the hell a woman was doing here. Lieutenant? Both men looked up. Sam cleared her throat. There was no easy way to break it to them. I'm your new medic.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Nate watched as the new Lieutenant walked away. His eye zoomed in on her ass as it swayed from side to side. Those fatigue pants certainly didn't do her justice, but you could tell that she had a nice ass. Nate wondered if she really understood what she was in for here? This place was full of horny men who dream of getting pussy of the likes that just walked away. I have a felling that more then one man around here will be tapping that pussy.......Just wonder who get's it first? Nate thought to himself. He then hurried the new troops off. A group of men was sitting near the entrance to the command post. They watched as a new grunt appeared and started walking towards the bunker. The song These Boots Are Made For Walking was playing over the loudspeakers. Not a word was spoken as their eyes followed what turned out to be a woman into the bunker. Private Andy Tex Kirk, a large white man in this group asked if that was really a woman? Not just a woman.........a white woman. Corporal Tyrone Motown Jackson said while licking his lips. I'm gonna get me some pussy. The guys started to laugh at Motown. Hey airhead........In case you didn't noticed.......She was wearing 2nd Lieutenant bars. Corporal Miguel Cruz pointed out to which Motown said that he would salute her first then fuck her! Again the men laughed. PFC Reggie Spade Crawford stood. She's a woman........Don't matter about her rank........She has a cunt between her legs and an ass begging to be fucked! This brought more laughter from these four men. They watched and waited for her to reappear. Just so they could get another eyeful of this new honey. Sergeant Morgan Lieutenant Kern slowly looked up from their map upon hearing a female voice. The two men showed a look of pure shock on their faces. They looked her up and down wondering if this was someone's idea of a joke? They were use to seeing pussy walking around Camp Baker, but not out here in the shit. Lt. Kern asked for her orders. Once she handed them over, he understood that this wasn't a joke. Kern handed her orders back while asking if she understood that this was a combat zone? We get attacked here almost everyday............Charlie makes living here difficult.............Life isn't easy out here in the shit........And you're surround by 28 men who haven't seen a woman in weeks. Kern was just offering a warning to Samantha. Some of the men in the room where already eyeing Samantha up like wild animals look at a piece of raw meat. Images of bending her over the table and slamming her pussy or tight ass filled their minds.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Sam hadn't heard the conversation between the guys just off the main entrance. She felt them looking at her back once she had passed them but she was already inside and the music had already started again by the time Kirk asked if he'd seen right. She didn't need to be a genius though to imagine the basic tenor of the conversation although it was probably a lot more extreme than she was envisaging. When she told Kern who...what she was, again his expression as well as that of Morgan was of no surprise to her. She actually thought that they wouldn't even bother asking for her orders because it was just too ridiculous an idea. When Kern did ask though, she reached into her left breast pocket and fished them out. She watched as Kern read them and then passed them to Morgan. Morgan was used to taking green FNGs into the jungle but this was something else. When Kern asked his questions and told her what she could expect she smirked a little and looked around. The rest of the guys in the tent were watching intently as this played out and they took their opportunities to check out the unusual arrival. Sam took a deep breath and exhaled. Okay Lieutenant, first off, last I heard, the Army wasn't a democracy. Like pretty much everyone else out here, I go where I'm told and the brass don't usually ask my opinion first. Second, I know what a firebase is and I've been in a combat zone before. She stopped short of pointing to the combat medic badge on her chest. I'm not saying I know everything about it but I'm not an idiot. I'm willing to learn and I haven't lost my head or froze under fire yet. Somebody thinks its important that your guys have a medic as close to the point of injury as possible. They sent me, and I'm good at what I do. So... If you want to send me back, or get my orders changed that's fine, but in the meantime if you could point me in the direction of a billet I'd be grateful. She surprised herself with her 'speech'. She hadn't intended to say all that. But now, she stood her ground and she stared straight at Kern. As she finished, the music outside changed and she couldn't help wondering if it was an omen a badmoonrising indeed
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Kern had no plans to have Sam'a orders changed. Even if he wanted her gone it wouldn't matter. Colonel Bates had signed Sam's orders. He was the one who sent her here and he was the only one who could pull her out. Unless Sam majorly fucked up in someway. Kern was powerless to do anything other then welcome her to the outfit. Sam was told to hang around for a few minutes while Kern Morgan finished with their meeting. Kern pointed to the map and told Morgan that two combat patrols would sweep the area around the base. The first patrol under the code name Savoy 6 would leave the camp in 30 minutes and sweep the area from right to left. The second patrol would leave 5 minute after the first and sweep from left to right. This second patrol would be code named Savoy 8. Both teams would circle the base looking for the Viet Cong. Morgan would lead Savoy 6 while Kowalski led Savoy 8. Kern said that both patrols needed to stay in contact with the base and report all sightings. If need be, Kern would call in air artillery strikes against enemy positions. Kern then told Sam that he would show her around. There would be no mission for her today. She had to stow her gear and run a check on medical supplies. Sam would be Doctor, nurse and medic to this outfit. Kern left the command bunker with Sam. They walked a short way to where the medical aid tent was set up. It was a large tent, really three tents connected together. The middle part had cots where the wounded would stay until they could be airlifted out. The area on the right was for surgery. The area on the left was Sam's office and her sleeping quarters. Her desk was a plank of wood placed over two large wooden boxes. Everything she would need was in these three areas. Kern asked her to check over the medical supplies and then report too him what she needed. He would then call in for supplies which should arrive in a day or so. Welcome to 1st Platoon Bravo Company..........I hope you last longer then the last medic. Kern said as he left Sam to her work. He never told her how the other medic was killed. She may have been told already. Sam would have been at Camp Baker when what was left of his body was unloaded from a chopper. Some Viet Cong outfits could be brutal when it came to prisoners. There was much work to do before Sam would be going out on missions. If she worked hard enough thought, her field work would start the next day.