Post by orichi on Dec 10, 2009 13:31:56 GMT -5
Ernest stood propped up facing the table, determined to finish learning a recipe he just learned since making his way through Sa Po. It wasn't about finishing the recipe, but more or less getting his mind off of the loss of his comrades.
That Guntank was there during the last operation he had participated in the opposite distance from where he had hit that Feddie suit defending Dresner or so he thought at the time.
Ernest had been warned to keep moving, yet his temptations when it came to food and cuisine got the best of him. The private had to wait for his next orders and recover since this interruption and his being left behind.
That Guntank was there during the last operation he had participated in the opposite distance from where he had hit that Feddie suit defending Dresner or so he thought at the time.
Ernest had been warned to keep moving, yet his temptations when it came to food and cuisine got the best of him. The private had to wait for his next orders and recover since this interruption and his being left behind.