[h1][center][color=007236]Hunter Monroe[/color][/center][/h1]

Half rations... still hated the idea. Though we were not in combat yet so I couldn't make that argument yet. I finished the soup relatively fast, like I do with most foods. I eat it, I finish ti fast, then I get to doing something. "[color=007236]Alright, done with meal time. I am going to do something productive.[/color]" I stood up, stopping for a moment when my prosthetic got stuck. After it was unstuck I got up and started to leave. "[color=007236]If anyone needs me, I'll be in the armory doing an inventory. If anyone has an objection feel free to help find another job to do.[/color]"

I set down my dishes and started my way to the door, if there was anything that was good at keeping my mind from racing, it was taking inventory, and guns. The two combined was over all relaxing and calming.