It was mid winter, absolutely freezing outside. You were on a much needed break from some chores. You were sitting on the bench, drinking an energy drink and simply observing the busy base of TF-141. Barely five minutes into your break your good friend soap comes up, standing in front of you with his hands resting on his tactical vest.

"Its baltic, what the hell are ya doin out here?"

He says with a raised eyebrow