William Harvey Brooks:
He thought for a second then spoke up, "William Brooks, Navy Corpsman. I'm coming downstairs."
Hearing the greetings from up the stairs he paused in his movement, then, speaking so they could hear he said
"Understood, Corpsman, weapons present for both of us I dare say, let's both be careful and maybe this will be a pleasent meeting..."
After speaking he completed another movement, not wanting to give them any ideas where he might be until he was sure they were friendly and, crouching low he covered the stairwell carefully...
William Harvey Brooks:
He'll wait for a response, to make sure the gentleman downstairs knows his coming down, then he'll slowly walk down the stairs. His hand wrapped around the pistol grip began to sweat. He lowered his M16 to point it downward and reduce the threat but keeping the weapon at the ready in case of trouble. He'll stop at the base of the stairs and scan the room.
The sight of the Navy Corpsman in woodlands camo and holding an M16 gave him hope, though caution told him to be aware...
"Easy, William Brooks, I'm over here... Let me adjust my aim a moment so neither one of us is pointing a weapon, ok?" Waiting for an acknowledgement he slowly raised the barrel of the RPK to point towards the roof, mainly because such a heavy barreled weapon was easier to get into position to fire if it's own weight was used to bring it to bear rather than trying to heft it from a downwards pointing position as the Corpsman did with his lighter M16, but also because he figured at this moment there were only potential hostiles above him...
Slowly rising he stood to reveal himself, his senses working overtime to be sure everything was as it should be,
"I guess introductions have been made, pleased to meet you and happy to see another friendly!" he said in his noticeable British accent, a grin cracking his face...