"Thank you, I might not have made it myself." He smiled and offered her a bow. "My arm will be fine, im a tough SOB." He smiled. He had probably proven that a bit back there. He nodded to her about the joining of a division and offered her a wave as she moved off. He rubbed his arm once she was out of sight, that bastard thing had hurt him pretty badly, even 20% of a shot like that was staggering, that didn't even include the impact with the tree.
At that moment he looked up and saw a hell butterfly heading to him, and smiled allowing it to land on an outstretched hand. His smile turned into a frown, it was from a Captain that he didn't know, a captain crow requesting his presence. He shook his head an headed back to his apartment looking for a response to his own application.
He was happy to find a badge for the third seat of the First division. his first choice, which he was happy to recieve.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.