The medic laughed upon finding the note.

Tactical retreat—right. A six-foot-something man hauling his hide faster than a scout was ‘tactical’; Eliza wondered if the soldier was more inclined to comedy than his class title. Still, she could respect his reaction—be it from childhood or learned, the fear of the needle was an understandable one.

Luckily the Soldier got to spend the next week or so in warmer climates. Staying at Coldfront for so long was doing a number on him, so his commission to stay at Badlands was more than welcome. What was even better, was the fact that a particular soldier he was familiar with was located in the heated desert. It was his first day back so why not have a little fun, right?

Murdoc did well to avoid the RED completely for most of the day, jumping away whenever he was in site in hopes that it would keep him off the radar. Unlike his normal aggressive style, he played back with the team, studying the other's roll out and positioning. It was a rather boring day regardless, but he hoped the last round would be worth it. 

He took intensive to equip himself with the rocket jumper so his feet wouldn't take such a pounding, and as soon as bell sounded, he was out the shutter doors in a blink of an eye. 

Hm? What do you- [Squints and looks down at his arm.]

Oh, those! Sorry, they’re still kind of new, still getting used to them and all that. But thanks a lot, seriously.

"SIE FAULEN HUND. RAUS AUS MEINEM LABOR."

The relative peace of Nucleus' RED base was broken by a shrill string of German, followed by crashing and the unmistakable cocky laughter of a Scout. The male voice had quieted some, and had taken on a more persuasive tone, but it went unanswered. The female voice had snarled something in English that rapidly shifted to German once more and, once the voice elevated again, another laugh from the Scout rang down the halls.

"Haben Sie nichts Besseres zu tun? Lass mich in Ruhe!"

“I let myself in. The place is big enough to avoid people when you don’t want to be seen. Besides I’ve been talking to other BLUs and if they’re not dead yet I’m sure you’ll be fine as well.”

It was a late start to the day, and by the sounds of it the rest of the team had already started on their practice drills. Lily groaned - no doubt Jack wouldn't let her hear the end of it. As soon as her hair was up in a bun, she jogged down to the mess hall to grab a quick bite to eat before getting down to training. When she got there, however, she saw a familiar other Soldier and grinned.

And yet another RED... judging by the clothes he was wearng, this guy was a Soldier. Probably just trying to get to the RED base around here.

He doesn't put his gun away as he approaches, but he keeps a distance between the two off them as he speaks.