Re: Ch. 1: The Wisla Krolowa
Tucker sticks the unloaded Tokarev pistol into his web belt and pockets the loose round and mostly full magazine. He looks for something to lean on or for something that will support him while he smokes his cigar and watches WWIV get ready to explode on the banks of the Vistula River.
He waits for a break in the conversation (I guess after Bluey speaks his mind to Joost) and then puts in his own two cents, "This is great, just great," he says loudly and obviously irritated at the way this whole conversation is going. "We've been together what, twenty-four hours and we're looking to kill each other already? Let me tell you all something and take it for what it's worth, the Pole, he ain't coming back, he's fucking dead! Did he desereve what he got? Probably but, it should've been handled a lot differently! You," pointing to Dawid, "What gives yo the right to just go and cap someone in the god damned head without being heard? If you had maybe, just maybe, given Captain Adam here a chance to speak up and to confirm your story before you shot him, than maybe, more people could be a tad bit more supportive of your view! Captain Adam is the boss, it's his choice on what to do with you," Tucker says taking a strong pull off of his cigar.
He adjusts his body so he can address the Australians, Joost, and Freeman (and basically whoever else cares!), "As far as this military thing goes about who's in and who's out, I look at it this way, if we still wanted to play soldier with our countries armies, we wouldn't be standing here on the banks of this river getting ready to board a boat that's owned and operated by a civilian Captain! Nothing personal Adam," Tucker says to Adam hoping he doesn't get miffed about being just a civilian.
"We're our own army now! We can all carry ourselves as professional soldiers just fighting for a different cause right now, to live. All we have is each other to back us up! There's no calling for fire missions to HQ for 'arty' or to SAC for a 'sortie' in this area! We're all we got! I'm speaking for myself now, not for the other Americans here. I'm pretty sure that we're doing here is pure survival. I'm sure it's no different in the United States, or Australia, or France or Germany for christ sakes. The SITREP sucks no matter where you go right now and there's no easy way to get there. Blue and Snowy, if you guys want to look at this for a way to earn some passage back to your units and continue to serve your country, God bless you both then! Joost, you wanna make some money to make your life in this world comfortable, I'm with you too. Wyane, I know you'd love to be able to buy something to develope those pictures of yours, wouldn't you?
We're going to have to start to put personal differences aside and start to learn how to co-exist with each other or this good man," Tucker once again motions to Adam, "Might as well kiss his ass, boat, and crew goodbye because we're not going to accomplish shit like this! I could give a fuck with what you people decide to do, I'm staying on despite me thinking this asshole here," indicating to Dawid, "made a bad judgement call without consulting the boss first. We're hired hands now boys and girls, that's the bottom line but, we don't have to be animals about some things! This isn't a sceninc world anymore. Everyone is fighting to survive this upcoming winter coming upon us and it's going to be messy enough without bad feelings towards one another.
My ass is really starting to hurt and I want to lay down. I guess I'll see whoever is staying below decks, to the others, best of luck to you," Tucker says as he takes his leave of the item he was leaning on and hobbles away to finish his cigar on deck.
This message was last edited by the player at 02:42, Sat 16 June 2007.