

On The GroundHumming the tune to Faint I sat.On The Ground
Red Light.
Engines whirring loudly as we fly higher and higher.
The ground falls away from the view of the small window. Twelve men sit. silent. Calculating. Adjusting. Equipment, two hundred pounds of stuff they'll end up stripping on the ground.
Trained. Prepaired. Seasoned.
The twelve had done this before. This time was different. Fate. Karma. Destiny. All on the table. Families. Lovers. Parents. Lives. All on their minds.
I stand, raising my hand. Eleven men rise and face the rear. Strong shoves, tug


DesperationDesperate, DesperateDesperation
I'm desperate for you Alone, lost without you You're like the air I breath.
The air I breath The life in me A presence living in me.
Oh I'm desperate for you So lost without you. The air I breath.
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GET MY TATERS D:
~Tomii
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The Medic hes very important to the team
A Doktor from Stuttgart, Germany.
Totally lacking the Hippocratic Oath or a degree,
He heals his team from harm and certain death--
But fills his enemies with needles screaming
OKTOBERFEST!
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