The increasing bumps of the rough road were almost soothing once you got used to them. Even with the country music grating at the edge of her attention, Tuva had her eyes half closed when the bickering started. She listened with half interest and rolled her eyes at the sergeant's weak defense of his musical taste. She leaned her head against the window, trying to catch a glimmer of the landscape beyond in the darkness, though she doubted it would have been much of note. Welcome to the desert. Population: sand.
"So! Fresh meat. Why you poor bastards in the company of me n' Gomer here? How bad you fuck up to be on the exploration detail?"
Tuva grinned, moving her head away from the window just in time to avoid a particularly nasty jolt of the truck. She'd served under her fair share of sergeants in the past- it was always nice to get one who didn't seem choked by a stick up their arse.
She listened to the other conscript make some vague excuse about exploration and fun. From the sergeant's attitude, she guessed only one of those two things were on the menu. It also made her wonder how badly she must have pissed off her last superiors if they were sending her on a suicide mission. She'd thought they got on rather well, although, there had been that incident...
Regardless, she decided to distract from Jhon's request to turn up the music by joining the conversation.
"I don't know about fun, but exploration certainly sound like my original briefing," Tuva said. "Though from the way you're describing it Sarge, I'm guessing my job will be to keep you lot alive as long as I can. Doctor Crane, at your service."
"So! Fresh meat. Why you poor bastards in the company of me n' Gomer here? How bad you fuck up to be on the exploration detail?"
Tuva grinned, moving her head away from the window just in time to avoid a particularly nasty jolt of the truck. She'd served under her fair share of sergeants in the past- it was always nice to get one who didn't seem choked by a stick up their arse.
She listened to the other conscript make some vague excuse about exploration and fun. From the sergeant's attitude, she guessed only one of those two things were on the menu. It also made her wonder how badly she must have pissed off her last superiors if they were sending her on a suicide mission. She'd thought they got on rather well, although, there had been that incident...
Regardless, she decided to distract from Jhon's request to turn up the music by joining the conversation.
"I don't know about fun, but exploration certainly sound like my original briefing," Tuva said. "Though from the way you're describing it Sarge, I'm guessing my job will be to keep you lot alive as long as I can. Doctor Crane, at your service."