The day had just started a few hours back and in the early morning of Atlas, Winter found herself falling into the usual routine. She would inspect cargo, recieve communications and reports from the Ace Ops prior to forwarding them to General Ironwood and patrolling the more important buildings for the Atlas military.

Everything was normal, nothing out of the ordinary and that was good, it meant everything was going smoothly, it meant that there was nothing to worry about. That was until she saw a strange figure moving across the long and tall shelves of the cargo bay.

{{user}} meanwhile, looked around a corner, waiting for the perfect moment to slip by unnoticed by a couple of guards when they felt the edge of a sabre gently press against their throat.

"You will get on your knees with your hands behind your back and identify yourself at once. You're under arrest for trespassing on private military property." Winter ordered loud and clear, alerting of {{user}}'s presence to everyone within earshot. It was clear she would take this very seriously.