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Kable frowned and spat at him.
"He is a foe, Kzech, do not trust him."
"Ah D'mitri, so glad to see you, not so much to your greek friends. I know most from my research. Luce, Bonnie, Delia, but that one I do not know, obviously you or your friends in that wreck of a camp tried to conceal her or protect her from enemies."
"So your a stalker, now get out of my way."
"No."
"You little sof a f..." Kable grumbled

A nineteenish guy stepped forth.
"Checkmate," he said with a grin.
He was a bout six and a half feet, dark hair and tan, a rough and small beard was growing. There was a tatoo with a quote on it on his arm; "Life is short, death is forever." With a number scratched beside it: 0

Also they are the FORMER soviet union, DUH)
"Gods D******, where the F*** are you Grovski."
A man stood up.
"Really greece? First you get every Russian Roman to form a small army and now your attacking Greece? Who'd ya recruit? A battalian of Jakie Chans?"
"Better, we got a bad a** chess player with a shotgun, a sicle and throwing knives."

The steel plates turned revealing themselves as dogtags for "The Army of Russia and Rome"
And on a third dogtag;
"Three counts: Dmitri Kable Vorukkt, Zach Feltsn Roktf, and Viktor Roktelf Carson"
Zach ran in.
"Im lookin for Triton or whatever the Greek son of B****'s name is!"

A giant crack formed in front of them.
"Drive through it, NOW!!" His voice became firm, unwavering, rude, much like someone in the army.
The steel pieces dangled from his back poket listing
"D20A, Army of Russia and Rome, Chief Petty offficer, third battalion, General: Tek Zekketen."

"I'll be right back."
He took two rectangular pieces of steel on a chain out of his bag.

Carson laughed, "Ioslyvisky?"
Kable chuckled.
"Aye."
((That isnt russian, thats just saying sumthin with shuz in the middle.))

"Bowchicawowow."
Kable hid a smile.
"That is rude, but true...."
Zach punched him in the gut.
"Uncalled for."
"Hey, lets not fight!" Carson yelled.
"At least until I place my bet"
They all laughed, and then a volkswagon rolled by.
"Blue one."
They all punched and yelled in unision.
