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After grabbing the German, James would drag him back towards the bar and place him right on top of the bar stool. Lopez went ahead and locked the back door with a spare key he was given. James then looked at the boy, seeing him harmless and just a mere messenger he decided to pour him glass of milk that is stored underneath the bar, even though James has a tavern for grunts but he does have the best equpiment and got himself a small refrigeratation unit in which he stored the milk in. As he poured the milk he looked at the boy and said "So what brings you all the way out here? It's not like you are here for Luke or the artillery battalion" he leaned up against the bar as he pushed the glass of milk towards him. Of course James understood that he never got the key back and new it's only a matter of time before the Russian and his friend would come down.


Back at the airfield, Luke at the tank in aw. "So this what guys caught?" Luke declared as he looked on. Then out of the canopy a young French popped out of the commanders hatch, covered in grease and replied with a sweet smile "Oui, Monsuier Luke and welcome" Luke walked towards the tank and said "So who's the lucky guy who caught this monster?" Luke hadn't realize the pair of legs underneath the tank and a rather 40ish old man came out, his face grizzled and eyes that say he's seen war. "Oi, mate, it was mean who found this beauty" he replied as he scooted out and looked up at Luke as he spoke in his English accent. "We got her after we ambushed a German patrol and killed off its crew, we even kept there uniforms" he continued as he pointed towards the SS uniforms on the rack across the hanger with his wrench. "Well Thomas, this must be your best catch" Luked replied towards him giving him a smile. Thomas then replied "Good work on that office, the Germans are gonna even more trouble trying to track down the rebels with that out of the way, mate" Luke chuckled and said "So how's the crew?" Thomas then got up looked at him and said "Well I think everything is going peachy, espically after we got Simba" as he pointed at the German tank already giving it a nickname. Soon they walked into the hanger's office and discussed a few things and got up with each other.

(Still writer's block. In hibernation)

The situation stressed Christofer, he didn't like feeling powerless when dragged around effortlessly by strangers. It wasn't the first time - being lightly build the boy was probably very easy to indeed just pick up and go - yet it still made him sweat as if it was the first time

The German wasn't really sure about the milk glass on the table. It seemed strange. Why would the man be giving anything to him? Nevertheless, he wasn't really feeling the mood of drinking the milk now, sure his throat was dry from all the screams, but he feared a poisoning attempt too

".... Just stopping to pass by... Trying to get to the front line..." The boy would state, still recovering from being pointed at with the gun. He'd look around the bar, trying to see if the gunman was going to return. He didn't like it that he had gotten out of his sight and dissapeared. The thought of just randomly getting a gun pointed at him By an angry person stressed him...

James scratched his chin and added "A kid like you going into the jungle, unarmed? You must be mad! But Monsuier I do give you props, going into the jungle without a weapon even though rebels would be the last of you worries in there" James then took a look at the milk surprised that the kid hadn't drinked it yet and asked "Want water instead?" His tone was genuine and made sure his voice wasn't very threating only seeing this German as a poor wimpy kid passing Intel which he has no intention of getting.

As Thomas and Luke were catching up, Thomas brought the Lowe back into the discussion. "So Luke...ever thought about taking command of tank?" Luke looked at him with a raised brow and already knew what he was hinting at. "No, I don't deserve that kind of treatment. Plus I enjoy blowing up German installations" he quickly replied to the Brit's offer. "Aw come on mate, you know I have a black market to run and I can't command that beast, it'll be bad business if I die or get found out that I'm helping the this third party resistance who's goal is what? Be the biggest thorn in the German side?" Thomas stood up and slammed his hand on the table in agitation. Luke gave him a plain look and knew that he hit a bone. In reality Luke doesn't have a long term goal to deal with the Germans. For Luke, everyone who's under his command from James to Lopez and even the rest of the legionaries and FFL just follow Luke because he gave them purpose to fight, but the question is to what end....and that Luke doesn't know. For all Luke cared for at this point, it just seems he was doing for shits and giggles...childish in a way. Instead of responding towards Thomas's question, he turned around walked towards the door but before he opened it, he said "If my cover is blown, then I'll come back and take command of the tank" without letting Thomas reply, he up and left the room. He gave his goodbyes towards his French comrades, got a crate of schnapps, strapped it on the back end of the motorcycle and drove off. Thomas only smiled as he saw Luke take off, satisfied with his answer.

A courier walked into Viera's headquarter and handed her a paper. She unfolded and read it. The order came down from a special science section of the military. They have ordered her to return to base for inspection. She sighed and turned to her gunner, "The company will hold this town with the reinforcement that arrived. You are in charge. Keep the men alive. Mine the surroundings if you need to." She and her gunner both saluted. Viera walked out and got into a car with a driver and two escorts. The car drove back to the headquarters.

Christofer did have his rifle, which he kept hidden in public so that people wouldn't need to suspect him for anything, and a knife for close combat self-defense. He was about to mention them, but after giving it a second thought, the German saw it better to keep the weapons hidden and unknown about.

"Yeah... It's what I usually do..." He'd say, slightly looking down and sounding sad to keep up the low profile. "No no, this is fine..." The boy took the glass of milk closer to himself. "What do you know of the jungle? Can it help me? Oh and..." Christofer paused to look around. "... Who is the person with the gun..?"

James gave a small smile as he looked at the boy and said "That was Lopez, he owns the tavern across the street, usually for officers to go. He must have heard all the commotion as he did his rounds around the village scaring off the wildlife or scaring off rebel troops who would want to attack" he continue to look at Christofer as he explained. He then leaned on the bar top and added "With the jungle Monsiuer, all you have to do is follow the road and then depending where the regiment is at follow the small side roads. Be best to know where your going or use a map. Plus you need to be careful since dangerous animals live there...and I don't mean the ones that stand on two legs" he hinted at as he gave the German a look over taking all of his canine features.

(Time passes as the car heads back to German headquarters. It will be a shame if something happens)

(I see then)

As Four's car went towards the headquarters, the rebels set up an ambush on either side of the road and opened fired at her car with there cross fire. For the rebels taking out the commander will not boost moral of there own troops but demoralize the Germans espically if there legendary commander were to fall...

The boy nodded in return as a sign that he was listening. It sounded agreeable and believeable enough to him, so why not. He'd slowly sip the milk, drinking on ly a little bit at a time to get his throath used to it - he'd want for the glass to last a while too, feeling like it would be a bother to ask for more.

As James leaned forward, the German leaned slightly back in his seat, not feeling comfortable with the closeness of the other man. He didn't still know wether to really trust the man or not, so Christofer would memorize the words, nod just like he had done before, and probably go with the advices, at first at least, but he'd stay suspicious.

"Ehh..." Toffi didn't know what to think with the whole racical thing. Was this man being a racist? Or was he trying to joke? Which ever the case, it made him slightly more uncomfortable, which could be noticed in the slight movement of the tip of his tail, again...

James gave the boy a soft a look as he glanced at his tail. "Nice tail...wish I had mine" he said as pulled off his human ears which where fake and he ruffled his own hair exposing two small black cat like ears as they twitched a little bit. "Nyah" he just said as he flicked his wrist and being a little red as he did it. "Is there anything else you want Monsieur?" he asked as he looked at him waiting for his answer.

The command car swivel away from enemy fire. She ducked down to take cover and scrabbled to find the Mp44 she always bring with her. The other two guards return fire from inside the car. The car tipped over the side of the road. The men scrabbled to get out and take cover from the wreckage. The wreckage is off road, away from both sides of the ambush sites.

(I am back! Sorry about that. I had things to do....college mainly)

(No problem)

The attackers were really intent in killing four and so one of them brought out a bazooka and fired at there car, confident that will kill the Germans behind cover.

"?" Christofer tilted his head. What did the man mean by that? Of course humans didn't have tails, that was no surprice. He'd hold around his just in case though, something about the words of the bartender made him doubtful and vary...
The surprice on his face was very notable when James pulled off the fake ears - to be honest, it scared the German. His own ears would fold backwards as he leaned away from the counter, weirded out and surpriced.
"W-Wha-?" the boy struggled to even talk. He had not expected the other person to be a half-breed


[ It's ok with me~ I spent my weekend at a convention so I was busy to begin with~
And.... Uh..... Is it... bad that I always thought James looked like this? Imagining cat ears and a 'nyah' on that slightly weirds me out ]

(Well it's sorta my fault that I didn't give a well description, I pictured him as a tall skinny guy with black hair and a pencil thin mustache. Hope you had fun:) )

James started to laugh at the boy's facial expression being so surprised at him being a half breed. "I love it when people are so surprise when they see this, ah!" he declared as he started to laugh even more. Once he finished laughing, he straighten up and said "I guess that could explain why I keep milk in the frig" as he looked at the small refrigation unit on the bottom of the bar on his side.

One of the guards tackled Viera to the ground shouting, "Kommandent!" The car would take the hit and spew up into flames. The explosion would kill one of the guards. The driver would pick up his gun and returned fire. The guard who tackled shouted, "Kommandent, I suggest you get out of here and find a place to lay low! We will hold them off!" Viera took a second to acknowledge what was going on and said, "No! No one is leaving here to die!" She snatched a smoke grenade from the dead soldier and chucked it over to the side. "Come on! No one is left behind! Not under my command!"

The rebels continue to shoot at the remaining Germans. Even though they couldn't see them they still fired into the smoke hoping the bullets will hit there marks. Soon a small group of half dozen rebels were coming towards Four's position to outflank and opened fire upon them. These rebels even though a few being killed are very intent on killing them.

The boy would keep on holding around his tail, trying to get some confort in while he was still more confused than anything. James' laughing didn't exactly help him to feel more at ease.

"H-Half-breed?" Christofer would stutter slightly while asking what the other man really was, slightly fearing that the ears were now fake...

As he sat there the German could hear some sounds coming from upstairs and it startled him slightly.

James looked at him and replied "Yes I am a half breed Monsuier" he tilted his head in acknowledge meant. His cat ears flickered as he as well heard the noise from up stairs. "They must be awake I guess" he said as he looked up at the ceiling.

She got shot in the shoulder and dropped herself into the ground. The two men stopped and returned fire. One of them took out the stick grenade and threw it at the incoming crowd. "Kommandent you need to go now!" She clashed her teeth, not knowing what to do. She took out a flare gun, one of her trusty equipment, and fire into the air. It blew up into a red hot smoke.

Not far from the headquarter, the gunner of Viera's E75 looked up into the air and became really worried. She ordered the men to moblize immediately. "Get into position! Get the men together and follow us along the road! We will head there immediately!" She got into the E75 and head off first.