Warren laid back on his mat in the light of the two suns"So what did they want to see you about." Bayne inhaled deeply from the fat cigar clutched in his teeth "nufin much man, just some creepy ghost story."
"do tell"
"Its classified"
at this warren screwed up his face and in a mock voice repeated "Its classified, ohhhh I cant tell you daveee its classified!"
"well it is!"
"and since when has that meant shit between us?"
"Warren trust me on this I really don't think you want dragged into this if you can help it."
"Come on! stop playing fucking big brother and tell me I'm a grown man I'm smart and responsible"
There was a short pause then the two started to laugh, they lay like that for about a minute unable to control themselves. Then warren cut in "no really Bayne I do want to know."
"OK heres what I know. You've heard the ghost stories about the outer planets? Where they've found entire crews stuck on cave walls and covered in goo. The usual bullshit they use to keep us frosty. Well they think they've found something, something real that might shed some light on where those stories come from. It sounds pretty fucking scary to me. See theirs a big company has taken allot of losses and it wants to make up a kinda super squad see. They want to kill them." Baynes face was utterly serious. Warren looked at him and screwed up his face. "your not fucking around!" he smiled again "cool man your going to be in a ghost hunting squad!" he screwed up his face again "wait that means you'll leave me here with all these assholes without a sense of humor you cant do that!" Bayne rubbed his tired eyes well this guy "he wants me to pick someone else from the unit who I know well" Warren jumped up with fake enthusiasm "pick me, MEEE! pick me!" Warren might have been a joker but he was a close friend and a good marine, he'd saved Baynes life and Bayne had saved his. They could trust each other. Warren cut through Baynes train of though "hey I'm not sure id want to be in some boring assed unit where we get no real combat! we just go about getting creeped out by derelict ships. That stuff can make you crazeeeeey, yes sireee." like he needed help thought bayne. Well he wouldn't leave the unit without him, but there was something about one of the "ghosts" it looked more real than the others more deadly yet more subtle like it could run through your dreams and tear your mind. It wigged him out.
"do tell"
"Its classified"
at this warren screwed up his face and in a mock voice repeated "Its classified, ohhhh I cant tell you daveee its classified!"
"well it is!"
"and since when has that meant shit between us?"
"Warren trust me on this I really don't think you want dragged into this if you can help it."
"Come on! stop playing fucking big brother and tell me I'm a grown man I'm smart and responsible"
There was a short pause then the two started to laugh, they lay like that for about a minute unable to control themselves. Then warren cut in "no really Bayne I do want to know."
"OK heres what I know. You've heard the ghost stories about the outer planets? Where they've found entire crews stuck on cave walls and covered in goo. The usual bullshit they use to keep us frosty. Well they think they've found something, something real that might shed some light on where those stories come from. It sounds pretty fucking scary to me. See theirs a big company has taken allot of losses and it wants to make up a kinda super squad see. They want to kill them." Baynes face was utterly serious. Warren looked at him and screwed up his face. "your not fucking around!" he smiled again "cool man your going to be in a ghost hunting squad!" he screwed up his face again "wait that means you'll leave me here with all these assholes without a sense of humor you cant do that!" Bayne rubbed his tired eyes well this guy "he wants me to pick someone else from the unit who I know well" Warren jumped up with fake enthusiasm "pick me, MEEE! pick me!" Warren might have been a joker but he was a close friend and a good marine, he'd saved Baynes life and Bayne had saved his. They could trust each other. Warren cut through Baynes train of though "hey I'm not sure id want to be in some boring assed unit where we get no real combat! we just go about getting creeped out by derelict ships. That stuff can make you crazeeeeey, yes sireee." like he needed help thought bayne. Well he wouldn't leave the unit without him, but there was something about one of the "ghosts" it looked more real than the others more deadly yet more subtle like it could run through your dreams and tear your mind. It wigged him out.