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Well she was a bit stuffy but who knows, maybe she was just shy around other people. "Suit yourself ma'am, but I find you can never be carrying too many implements to hurt people." He gave her a wolfish grin as fired up his 2 pistols to check them then shut them down. "If I could get that back after the mission though I'd appreciate it" he said with a significant look, thereby completing the good luck ritual. You always had to ask for stuff back, it was bad ju-ju not to. Because if you asked for it back then they had to be alive to give it to you. Or buy a round the night before a mission, then tell the other person they could get the next one, you both had to be around to collect on it.

He pulled her aside for a second "Listen, ma'am, I understand that you and your forces want to be up front with us, but I've got a bad feeling about this, everything is taking too long, it's too quiet and there's not enough information. I'm glad you're along with us because I get the feeling that by the end of this my marines and I will be glad we had someone watching our backs. I'd keep this to yourself for now, no sens in getting anyone else too riled up." He tapped his nose at her and walked off yelling at the marines. "Sergeant Ocran! What the HELL are you boys doing to my explosives!!" As the sergeant explained, Gunnarson began to smile. "Well done Sergeant, full points for being a devious bastard." "Yes sir! Thank you sir!"