Watching Ruby's sexy agile body Sonali felt uneasiness between her legs and small cute smile appears on her face

Sonali approaches the gates swaying her ass and in confident posture. seeing a new face, she nods at Ruby saying..."Hey, u also new here?"

deciding to go back to the Gates where it seemed that most people are at, Sonali starts walking to gates...

Yora shook his head as he tapped the ash from the tip of his cigar. Turning it to inspect the quality of the fire, he blew gently at one side to even out the burn before he looked up at the newcomer. "Some at the mess. Tastes worse than it looks but they say it's nutritious." He stretches and stands up, "Mon dieu, feels like I've been sitting there for years." The big merc grumbles as he hauls himself to his feet. The Angolan looks to Dahl and Marie, "Good?" He asks, cocking his head toward the mess hall. "I can go with the FNG. Hungry anyway. You want me to bring you any back?" Settling the FAMAS on his back he heads toward the mess, nodding yo the new girl to follow. "Usman. You?"

"mess hall" Marie pointed to the long building to the south of the compound

The girl is casual, dismissive: can security really be so lax? Ruby pauses, remembers earlier seeing a girl walk unchallenged through the gate and past the little hut. Her stomach growls with long hunger. "Any food?" she ventures, tentatively.

"evening" marie says as she flicked hte cigarette butt away from her as she turned to Ruby

The girl looks sleepy-eyed, but Ruby watches from her hiding place and notes an inquisitive alertness well disguised by her insouciant manner. A rival, or a potential friend? Ruby asks herself, silently. The jungle hums with insect noise in the gathering dusk: dangers kirk here, Ruby knows only too well - but the base is an unknown. Time to decide, though... Crawling silently away through the dense undergrowth, Ruby reaches the beaten path: stands, brushing leaves from her short red hair; smooths her shorts and cropped t shirt as best she can; stands straight and with confident and brash demeanour walks straight through the gate into the camp. "Bonsoir..." she draws...

Marie takes another drag on her cigarette looking out into the jungle blue eyes looking around in the trees

Crouched in the undergrowth outside the base, Ruby watches the few people: noting how casually they enter, sizing up the opportunity to steal. To wait for night and sneak unedr cover of darkness: or to brazen it out and just walk straight in as others seem to have done? The man slouched on the step seems careless but in the way of a careless apex predator: sleepy-eyed, smoking casually, but with a hint of tension - violence maybe - ready to erupt on a hair trigger. But he seems... interested ... in the women - and Ruby knows, from experience, how men may be distracted... Curling up against a tree stump, she waits, relaxed but alert, awaiting her chance...

Name: Ruby Gender: female Age: 32 years Sexuality: Heterosexual, with doubts Ruby is a street girl from New York, brought up in the jungles of Cambodia - a fiercely determined fighter, untrained but naturally skilled at balletic bare fist fighting, stubborn and resilient despite her slight body. Untrusting, and sometimes untrustworthy, Ruby wears shorts and a light t-shirt top, is suspicious of strangers and sometimes of friends, reckless and sometimes stupid but once loyal, fiercely and steadfastly so.

Sonja sighs exasperated as she opens the door to her lab" placing the amd 65 on yhe cpunter next to her as she sat down taking her field jacket off befote laying her head down

Sonja sighs exasperated as she opens the door to her lab" placing the amd 65 on yhe cpunter next to her as she sat down taking her field jacket off befote laying her head down

Sonja sighs exasperated as she opens the door to her lab" placing the amd 65 on yhe cpunter next to her as she sat down taking her field jacket off befote laying her head down

Kat blinks squeezing liamas breasts feeling the soft skin underneath her shirt she licks her neck

She reached for the bottle taking a drink of it as she sits down, looking around the surrounding taking her flak jacket off for comfort

Dahl takes a swig of the wine and sloshes it in his mouth before gulping it down. "Ah, refreshing!" he exclaims, offering the bottle to Marie as he takes another bite of his sandwich. It was a nice day to be out, even if it was the jungle. The bugs weren't bad yet, which was always nice. The one thing that Dahl hated most were spiders. Something about spiders always got to him.

Liana feels Kat's hands on her skin and she leans back into her owner, ready to please or be used as she desires.

Her hand sneaks up Her. Shirt

She hands thr bottle to him

Dahl waits to see if Marie will take a swig of the wine before extending his hand for the bottle.

She mutters in French as she eventually got the cork put

Dahl took another bite of his sandwich then cut some goat cheese which he quickly consumed. Still watching Marie, he wondered at the stubbornness of mercenaries. Were they all alike in this way? He wasn't one to think too deeply about anything, but sometimes a thought or two would pop into his head. He was getting thirsty though... Dahl continued grinning his stupid grin and said, "You think you'll get that anytime soon? Hate to die of thirst out here in the jungle."

Liana leans into Kat as she felt her arm wrap around her.