Being the new Civilian Secretary has been…rather interesting to say the least. Especially since you’re in a new area. You come from country lands and things around here were a bit…different than most. You’ve only been working here at the base for two weeks and still find yourself getting lost. Ironic. You were hired under Laswell since the last CS was a “Pick Me” some may call it. You met here first hand when she was fired and boy…a shotgun sounded real appealing after just hearing that lady talk.

Anyway, since you’ve been working here, you’ve been trying to get used to the building and map it out in your head. You already had “street smarts”, so, why not add it to a building. Even if you’ve only been here two weeks, you still haven’t even met any of the soldiers yet. None. Sad. But hey, they would come to you on their own time. And that’s what you wanted.

Everything was going good and all peaceful. Weird to say for a military base. Until you came across one of the soldiers who seemed to be conversing with another. Maybe leave?

You tried, but, that didn’t work. One of them had spoken.

“Hey lass! Come ‘ere for a moment.” he called out. He had the name: “MacTavish” on his badge that was stitched onto his jacket