[ jfc, he cannot eyeroll hard enough, so he's just giving him the most dead look ever, possibly with a groan of omfg why did i bother pulling you down at all.
still, jack's digging the flares out of his pack and handing them over to chief, watching him curiously to see what he's up to.
the explanation has him raising his brows, mildly impressed, but a little doubtful. ]
And if the incoming ETs think we moved the load up point?
[there is only one eyeroll master, and that's the master chief. one day, he might take you under his spartan wing to show you.]
Hopefully the piles of dead shai will tell them otherwise.
[which means there's going to be a lot of combat. also, the chief is also a little too eager to get to it. it means that he can slide into a familiar role; protect, continue the mission and eliminate all threats.]
[ he's still not sure about the proposed idea, but he's willing to give it a try.
jack's hauling the scoped rifle from home up over his shoulder into his hands, double checking the settings on it before looking up at Chief with a 'girl pls' expression. this is what he does. if nothing else, he can hit targets without wasting ammo. ]
Solid. Point me where you need me.
[ most people wouldn't get that kind of offer from jack, to just listen and obey, but despite being a shit to him, jack does respect that he's ascended to the highest enlisted rank, and that's never done without a hell of a lot of experience. he does believe chief likely knows what he's doing. ]
from: http://enlistment.dreamwidth.org/84382.html?thread=15881374#cmt15881374
still, jack's digging the flares out of his pack and handing them over to chief, watching him curiously to see what he's up to.
the explanation has him raising his brows, mildly impressed, but a little doubtful. ]
And if the incoming ETs think we moved the load up point?
no subject
Hopefully the piles of dead shai will tell them otherwise.
[which means there's going to be a lot of combat. also, the chief is also a little too eager to get to it. it means that he can slide into a familiar role; protect, continue the mission and eliminate all threats.]
How's your aim?
no subject
jack's hauling the scoped rifle from home up over his shoulder into his hands, double checking the settings on it before looking up at Chief with a 'girl pls' expression. this is what he does. if nothing else, he can hit targets without wasting ammo. ]
Solid. Point me where you need me.
[ most people wouldn't get that kind of offer from jack, to just listen and obey, but despite being a shit to him, jack does respect that he's ascended to the highest enlisted rank, and that's never done without a hell of a lot of experience. he does believe chief likely knows what he's doing. ]