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John groaned upon hearing his name called, and especially upon seeing the filth that responded to the other names called. Well, at least as part of the same squad he would have them all in his line of fire if he needed it. Yes, that was comforting to him. Putting his gas-mask back on and lifitng his heavy stubber over his shoulder with an [i]Oof[/i] he walked over to his new officer. 

When he finally arrived he muttered under his breath before presenting arms and giong for a perfect textbook salute, even clicking his heels together. [color=red]"John Cecil Feeney, reporting for duty Sah! Err... ma'am. Orders?"[/color] he said, blushing behind his gasmask a little embarrassed about his initial enthusiasm and then the collapse that followed. He did not give his rank either as he was not sure how high or low he was in the Guard hierarchy, apart from "the nasty sod what with the big fucking gun." 

He stood to attention perfectly, not taking a single breath (thus making his face redden a little). His eyes darted left and right to the rather informal and motley lot assembled. He felt a bit odd being the only one who saluted and stood to attention. He supposed that sub, or her abhumans were not expected to do such a thing them being Auxiliary and all. Still, it would be nice if they at least tried to get some formality.