Freedom Calls

[Spectre]

Felix stood off to the side, fiddling with the small rank pin on his lapel. He looked up, zipping up the rest of his uniform and smirking as he looked himself over.
"Mein got, this ist a nice uniform.."
He slipped his ID into his pocket, taking a few steps towards Tia and the others.
"Heh.." He gave her a rather half-stuck salute, smirking at the rest of them. "Leutnant Vincent Mayer, berichtet. Fear not, frau Tia."
He stepped back a little, fidgeting with some of the parts of his uniform, making sure they were up to the Navy's SOP. If one thing was out of place, not only would it risk something happening, but his ego would also take a rather blunt hit.
Once he was satisfied with his appearance, he reached over and grabbed the stubby sidearm he was 'issued', slipping it into the small clip on his belt. He hoped to his god above that he wouldn't need it, but he was ready to do anything for John's sake.