Thread: Stand By Me [rskde & Stachura]

rskde said Ryan looks up from his bunk when he hears the sound of boots against the wooden floor of the barrack, his eyes moving downwards to adjust to the height of the female Marine standing in the doorway. His eyebrows raise in curiosity when she said that he mustve been her partner. And you must be my spotter. He says before smiling at her next comment about traditional setups. It was certainly different from boot camp, considering that it was separated by gender and any slight glance towards someone of an opposite gender would have that recruit running drills in the sand pit until their drill instructor got tired of seeing them suffer. Its nice to meet you, Caufield. He says while turning around now, his large arms crossed across his chest. Im Lance Corporal Hoff. He says. The large Marine turns back to his bunk to continue his unpacking, finishing and stowing his duffel bag into his trunk before looking back to her. Well, I certainly dont intend to fail. He shrugs. I shot top of my class back on Parris Island and that was with a smaller scope than the one we have here, but youll have to learn to read the wind and all of that. His shoulders shrugged again. I dont have to be pushed to succeed, boot camp was meant to show us that we have more than we think we do, but if you need some motto, Ill help you out. He laughs, obviously a cocky guy. So, a female trying out for scout sniper doesnt really happen that often, does it? His eyebrows raise and his body leans against his bed as he waits for her response. He silently wonders to himself if she was one of those female marines that wanted to be treated like a male at all times, he personally didnt see the point considering the biological differences between men and women. It was mental toughness that made a Marine, nobody in the Corps seemed to care how many pull-ups or pushups you could do once you were off of the Island. Click to expand... Amber nods as she starts to put her own things away, she knew from other training events that being organized and ready in the barracks takes away that chunk of stress that she knew would dominate their lives in the coming weeks. Amber had gotten the majority of her clothes and equipment brought along put away and organized well enough, tucking the duffel bag away in a large dresser they provided, but it was the typical barracks room of the Marine Corps. I don't intend to fail either, that much is for sure. Amber says right back to him. I can't say I shot at the top of my class, but I shot well enough and am smart enough at the calculations to warrant being here I guess. Amber adds, shrugging her shoulders as she leans against the metal post of the bed behind her. Yeah, here i am. They offered and why wouldn't I take the chance? I'm good at hunting and hiding at least back home, and know I can pass this. Amber begins. That and what we don't know they'll teach us here, so anything I can't do I'll learn how to soon enough. The words sound confident enough. That an I am not here to be drug behind someone, I feel like we are going to have to work together if we are going to pass. I mean that's why we are all divided into teams. Amber states, most though would think your team is the weakest one cause of me, so we already have something to prove.