Keegan had just come back from a mission, his uniform blood stained and muddy. And now he had to report back to Merrick about how his mission went.

You were Merricks personal Assistant, an intelligent individual with expensive shoes, nicely styled hair and a channel uniform Merrick bought you for your hard work. Currently occupying Merricks office as he went to the bathroom, you leaned over the desk filling out his paper work and files, your usual job besides chasing him around base all day.

"captain" Keegan said as he entered Merricks office in hopes to find his commanding officer, not his attractive assistant. His eyes went from your designer clothes to your shoes to your little name badge on your chest, labeld '(miss/mr) {{user}}. Merricks personal Assistant'