M1 Garand (mild course language)

[Erin Masters]

**WARNING: Contatins Mild Coarse Language. Suitable for ages 14+**

Erin set about stripping his new weapon like a child stripping the wrapping of a Christmas present. He had gone to great lengths to get a rifle with a bit more accuracy than his standard issue Lee Einfeild, and he almost couldn't believe he had actually accomplished it.

"It's got a scratch or two, but she's still in working order" he thought to himself, slowly reassembling his M1 Garand with a satisfied grin. Sure it had cost him his precious grenade and somewhat useful shovel, but when it came down to a firefight he knew what he'd rather have.

"Like it?" sneered Hank, taking another sip of his rum, whilst maintaining his fixated gaze on Erin's actions."Looks alright" he replied, shuffling his chair to resume his place on the table. "You know your an idiot right?" Hank blurted out with a rather amused expression on his face. "Your going to beggin' for that bloody grenade when we're up against those jerrys"
"Your just saying that because you can't shoot for shit bro" Laughed Erin, lifting his own mug to his lips. His smile soon faded as his thoughts turned to his previous battle. It was his first time in action, and didn't leave a good impression about how the remainder of the war was going to play out...

###Three Days Ago###
"GET THE HELL UP HERE PRIVATE!!" Screamed Sergeant Toatura, signalling violently towards Erin, who began sprinting forward; cringing at every explosion. "See that Nazi MG nest up there Cherry?" Toatura continued, struggling to be heard over the constant pounding of mortar shells and machine gun fire. "Yes sir?"
"That gunner's exposed and the men tell me your a pretty good shot..."
"Say no more Sarge" Erin interrupted, bringing his sights up to his eye. It took him a couple more shots than he thought, but he managed to eliminate the whole crew. but just as fast as he gunned them down, new ones took their place. "This ain't workin' Cherry!"
"New plan, cover me Sarge."
Looking back, Erin never quite understood why the hell he did what he did next. Maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe he was just tired and wasn't thinking straight. The officer that promoted him called it 'bravery'. But whatever it was, it was insane.

Erin sprang onto his feet, and began sprinting straight towards the enemy. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING PRIVATE?!" Yelled the Sergeant behind him. "GET BACK HERE!" But Erin didn't hear that. All he could hear was the constant gunfire and the voice in his head repeating "What the HELL are you doing?" The Germans had the gun pointed away, but it would only take a few seconds..
His heart sank as the barrel turned towards him.
No time to think.
Just do it.

With a horrific battle cry, Erin leapt towards a somewhat surprised enemy, firing his rifle into his comrade's body. Now ontop of the gunner, he dropped his Lee Einfield and whipped out his knife; sinking it into the arm of the Nazi soldier as he tried to block it. A second stab pierced the man's heart, finishing him off. But before he could celebrate his victory, he looked up to see another German ready to fire; only to be gunned down by the Sergeant who had ran up behind Erin.

"That was a crazy thing you did Private. I'm not sure I could say I would have done the same" Toatura had said to him later.
"It's not really that I wanted to do it... I just did."
"Well that's what's gonna get you through this war boy. Keep it up."

*NOTE* This is more of a little backstory than an RP, so just enjoy. Feel free to continue it if you really want to though.

[♠Nurse Paulina Trent]

((finally I get to use my other char!!! *victory dance*))

**several hours later**
The hospital was hectic, just like it normally was, only there had just been a big battle so it was even more crazy than usual.
"Nurse! stop daydreaming and get back to work! we have at least a hundred more men who haven't been taken care of!"
Paulina nodded and hurried over to a bloody mess of a soldier who had been shot seven times in the chest and was obviously going to die. She sighed and got some morphine for him so he wouldn't have to suffer anymore. Rushing over to another group of soldiers, she got to work bandaging broken limbs.
"NURSE WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!? THERE ARE DYING MEN OVER THERE! GET YOUR BUTT OVER TO THEM!!"
Paulina flinched and hurried around to the other side where the operating rooms and pre-op patients were. She started helping there until a soldier grabbed her arm and pleaded for help. He had been shot several times as well as a burn on his arm from an explosion. She saw that the doctors weren't taking such serious cases anymore so she ran over to a doctor.
"there's a man over there whose going to die if we don't do anything" she said quickly glancing back at him.
"Nurse, what do you want us to do? he will probably die anyways and we have to take the higher ranks first, he's just a newly enlisted private."
"how could you say that!?"
"you have your orders, nurse" he went back to what he was doing.

Paulina looked around for another doctor who could operate, but they were all busy. She grew irritated and finally just thought
the hell with it! I'll do this myself!
in a few moments she had the surgical tools and started. When she finished she could feel the doctor's eyes on her
"well, nurse, you did that well."
"I'm sorry sir, I--"
"don't apologize, he would have died anyways if you didn't do that."
Paulina looked down for a moment, but then the doctor walked away and she got back to work.

[Erin Masters]

Erin continued down the hallway, looking for something to entertain him. Suddenly, he was pulled up by a Sergeant who instructed him to carry a box of medical supplies to the hospital tent. "Not quite what I had in mind..." he thought to himself as he stumbled around with the heavy boxes. He didn't like to visit the hospital and with good reason - it was a bloody mess in there. Nurses and doctors rushed around frantically calling commands as if it were a battlefield. One thing that caught his eye though, was a young nurse operating. Erin decided to make himself useful and went over to her. "Need any help?"

[♠Nurse Paulina Trent]

Paulina flinched and nearly dropped the medical equipment she was holding. She figured it was the doctor coming to give her a long lecture about 'staying in her place' ... again. "look, if I didn't do this you wouldn't have because he's just a private and he would have died y--" she turned her head around "you're not a doctor." she turned back and quickly finished the stitch she was on after removing yet another bullet and tied the thread off. Since the man wasn't medical staff, she assumed that he was a patient. "uh... do you need help getting back to your bed? or are you going to ask me about getting out of the draft, because you shouldn't talk to me because I don't have anything to do with that, you should talk to the doctor... and you already know this because you're a corporal." she hung her head, and finished her rambling.