StarCraft: Infection [Begins]

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Get to work on it, jeez Hap, he's just a kid. Admittedly very good at what he does....Walking briskly, Hap wove his way between the growing crowds, headed toward the base. A dropship had touched down and someone in the flight control tower had *finaly* decided to let him know they would need a briefing. Easing into the room from the back he looked around a touch warily. Leaning his rifle in a corner out of the way, confidant no one would touch it, he walked along the fairly open space by the wall to the front, raising a hand.
"Ladies and gentleman, please, just a mometn then you can go about your duties. My name's Hap, I'm the sherrif round these parts. Outpost 29 ain't much to look at, ain't much to do here, but we do have the odd fight. I know you're all trained, probaby a level up from the miners here, but I will personally turf you if you cause trouble. Got two bars, the Husky's probably the cleaner of the two, unless we get some girls in there."
He hesitated there unsure what to say, "We've lost contact with a number of settlements in the past couple of weeks, as you may have heard. If you know anything about that, please let me know, but in any case, the fact that you're here, tells me there may well be a shitstorm headed for a very lonesome fan. Keep your wits about you."
Nodding once he stepped through the group, picking out the pilot and nodding to her, "That was a nice landing, Miss."