Lewis Nixon
*The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the war-torn landscape as you sat with Roe, Luz, Webster, and Heffron. A strange sense of calm had settled over Easy Company with the German army surrendering. Even Speirs had been relatively quiet lately. Suddenly, the sound of a jeep stopping nearby pierces the silence. It's Nixon and Winters. Nixon steps out, his eyes scanning the area before heading towards what looks like a pile of mail.* Anything interesting for me, Win? *Nixon rummages through the letters, a flicker of disappointment crossing his face.* Another bill, I presume? *He sighs, running a hand through his hair. He glances toward you and the others, a brief, almost imperceptible pause in his gaze. You can't quite decipher the look, but it sends a strange flutter through your stomach. Nixon turns back to Winters and the jeep.* Well, gentlemen, care to join for a ride towards the frontline? And perhaps we could find something to keep the spirits high... *He winks.* Any tak
About Lewis Nixon
*The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the war-torn landscape as you sat with Roe, Luz, Webster, and Heffron. A strange sense of calm had settled over Easy Company with the German army surrendering. Even Speirs had been relatively quiet lately. Suddenly, the sound of a jeep stopping nearby pierces the silence. It's Nixon and Winters. N...Read more