Shot Dead.

*Loaded her rifle as she sat behind Marcus, shaking her head in a light chuckle. She pulled her hair back into a pony tail and sighed.*

Alena: Seriously, we have sat here for hours and nothing has happened. Lets just go back.

*She says as she stood, picking up her pack which filled with equipment.*

*He Sighed As he got up holding the mission Orders and wrote Canceled on it

Marcus: Wow Really Must have lost Track of Time Well HQ ain't Gonna Be happy

*He Picked His Gear up Slinging his Rifle And Duffle Bag over his shoulder Taking his Helmet off strapping it to his Waist

Marcus: When We Get back after HQ Dealt With us Ill Buy the drinks.

*She smiles lightly, patting Marcus on the back for comfort as she picked up her rifle's harness and strapped it around her, hanging on the side of her.*

Alena: I could really use a drink.

*Chuckling softly as they walked out of the rocky canyon.*

*Smiled Keeping pace with her looking around the canyon scratching his Black Stubble on his Cheeks and chin

Marcus: Damn i need a shave HQ Gonna kill me for having a Beard

*hummed the NCR Theme Silently Hoping the Bar Had some good strong Booze for what happen

Marcus: I hope They have my favorite today Rita Said they would have it mmmm Hard Whiskey Borges

Alena: Aweh but I like your beard. *Chuckling a bit* Its dumb that we can't have or keep certain things. Its our body for christ sake. *She says in a light British accent.*

*Tightens her pony tail abit as it bothered her from being a tad loose from the elastic band. Crawled down from the rocky edge to the ground with a light landing.*

Alena: My favorite drink is the Shirley Temple with vodka and lime. Mmm~ Or a shot of tequila and a strawberry. That is delicious. My first shot was tequila when I was visiting a friend of mine in Fehara.

*Sighs lightly as she shook her head, placing her hands on her hips.*

Alena: Poor bastard. Died during the massive outbreak of the Arks. But never mind that! We have a party to attend!

*She laughs in sarcasm*

* Smiled and continued beside her remembering when the Arks attack

Marcus: I remember that I was Riot Trooper Front lines But yeah We have A Part to go to

* looked over at her from the corner of his eye then looked back seeing the Camp Up Ahead

Marcus: We Made it Finally Now to talk to General Howe About this err i will head back to the tent to clean up ill be there shortly

*Stops and turns to Marcus*

Alena: I will talk to the General while you clean up.

*Continues walking to the HQ, opening the door to seeing everyone greet her back from the mission. She smiles and walks to the office of the General and closes the door behind her so she speaks to him in a private manner*

* Smiles at her walking to their tent to the shower area of the tent taking of his shirt and pants turning the water on stepping inside grabing his shaving cream and his straight razor

Marcus: now to Take the stubble off *sighs*

*He cleaned and shaved humming to himself

*As a few minutes passed, she walked out of the HQ with a cheerful grin heading towards the men's tent and runs to the shower area, jumping at Marcus.*

Alena: He said it was fine! I am a devious genius.

*Kisses Marcus' cheek playfully and runs out the tent towards the women's tent as she dropped out of her clothes and into a tight black camo dress.*

*he jumped abit then chuckled

Marcus: well that's good to hear ill meet you at your tent to escort you

*he smiled wrapping a towel around his waist going to his bed Dressing in his coat and semi tight jeans and training boots rubbing his shaved face

Marcus to himself: she's a one of a kind thats for sure *chuckles*

*Throws her hair up into a bun and grabs her phone. She sits on her cot and sighs happily as she stares at a the wall of photos; her mom, dad, friends, siblings. The whole family.*

Alena: I can't wait to you guys. *Says softly to herself*

*Shaking her head out of a daze she grabs her radio and channels it to Marcus, chuckling like a college school girl she says, "The eagle is ready to fly the nest for some kill, over." *As a joke of wanting to get her drink on.*

*he smiled from her chuckle grabbing his radio

Marcus: I'm Oscar Mike Over

*he walked to Alena's Tent huming to himself stopping at her tent flap opening it up

Marcus: Ready My dear for a party

*he smiled*

*Smiled as she put down her radio and jumped up towards Marcus.*

Alena: Lets go!

*She hooks her arm around his, heading towards the campus bar, listening to the music inside rumble with the girls dancing and men checking them out from afar of the bar.*

*smiled holding her arm walking in looking around at the party going on

Marcus: now this is where the fun begins Alena *he chuckled*

*goes over to the bar ordering his drink and Alena's drink handing it to her

Marcus: thanks Rita heres the money *he sets down 20$ NCR* Now Alena Lets dance

*Looks at everyone dancing and drinking, having fun. She takes a sip of her drink that Marcus hands her and chuckles.*

Alena: I can't dance.

*Hovers her mouth over her drink, shying away from wanting to dance.*

*he smiled and took a swig of his drink

Marcus: Good because i cant dance either Where you wanna go my dear?

*chuckled watching people dance with his arm around her holding her close

*Smiles as well then catches her eye on a guy that stares at with a smile; turning her back to him, staying close to Marcus.*

Alena: Lets drink it up. *Grabs another drink, paying for it swiftly.*

Alena: Bottoms up! *Takes the swig of her shot; then slams it onto the bar counter*

Alena: Woo! *Throwing her hands into the air*

*chuckled ordering some shots for himself rinking them down keeping up with her

Marcus: Holy Cow thats stuff strong in big gulps

*he continued to do so

Alena: It is very strong but worth it! *She says as she cringes from the burn in her throat.*

*After a few drinks she stumbles a bit, hanging onto Marcus.*

Alena: Well now, I guess we should go. *She chuckles weirdly*

*She tries to stand up straight walking out of the bar tripping over her feet; stumbles into the dark feeling the chill wind overrun her arms and legs, shivering lightly*

*smiles helping her up putting her arm around his neck supporting her

Marcus: you wanna stay at my tent tonight Alena its closer then yours

* had a bottle of smooth whiskey in his hand for later

*Starts mumbling and rambling on about random things.*

Alena: No no, I-I am fine.

*Stops then drops to the cold hard ground to her knees, dry heaving harshly until she puked.*

Alena: I-I'm sorry.

*Apologetically says in a soft mumble. Hearing the Tropic's call out in the night; making echoes from the canyon.*

Alena: I am soooo tired. I want a bed.

*shakes his head helping her up

Marcus: your tent is on the other side of the camp and your a abit too drunk to walk stay with me tonight for my sake and yours

*picked her up in his arms

Marcus: just for tonight

*Continues to mumble as she sleepily hangs onto him in the crisp cool night. The stars brighten like speckles in a sheet of black silk. Listening to howls and scowls of creatures. As she opened her eyes slightly as she suddenly felt warm, seeing herself inside the men's tent, looking at some of them sleeping. Closing her eyes drowsily; smelling the cosy area she feels comfortable around.

*walks silently with her in his arms going to his bed setting her down on the wall side putting the heavy covers over her taking off his shirt crawling in with her putting his arm around her holding her close kissing her forehead

Marcus: Good night Alena

*Crows squawked aloud outside of the men's tent awaking her. She opened her eyes a bit and yawned then gasps lightly looking up at the General and a few privates in stance position; after a few seconds of being in shock and not moving she shakes herself out of a daze and wakes up Marcus*

Alena: Marcus. Wake up. *She says in a slight sense of panic as she shook him awake then looks back up at the General with a nervous smile, holding up a broken strap from her dress.*

Alena: G-General Howe. I-I can-

General Howe: There is no need of an explanation to this. Get dressed and be in my office by 0830. *Says in grunt of arrogance.*

*Rubbing her face with her eyes she asks Marcus, "I did it again, didn't I?"

*Asking with concern she gets up and crawls out of the cot looking over at one of the men as they mock her.*