Tonight I fired up
Neverwinter Nights 2: Mask of the Betrayer, but couldn't get in the groove. The call of duty issued by General British couldn't be ignored. And I succumbed.
Spoking out from Alia Das (my first duty station after boot camp) I found a lot of already-experienced soldiers running around. The heavy gunners are unmistakable, accumulating chafing blisters under their wide-set armor, I'm sure. More than one engineer jogged around camp with some hovering robotic contraptions in tow. Some guy stripped down to his skivvies while using the head...
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