((Looking for a Jirbii; I'm not sure if they're still a thing, or if it's Lost pets. I'm a little unclear on it. Anywhooooo~))
After saying goodbye to Lew and Sid, both of whom had given her big hugs (and laughed at the way she’d stiffened up on contact, before awkwardly hugging them back), Sam had said her goodbyes to her replacement trainees. After spending a few days with her and realizing that she knew her stuff and wasn’t just some dead weight woman who would get people killed, they’d warmed up to her, and actually got along with her pretty well, despite her tendency to smack them from time to time.
Sam had finished saying her goodbyes (she refused to say that she teared up just a little) and hopped in the jeep to head back to Aldbourne, eager to get back to her own billet and get some good sleep. After her training with Sobel and the other medics, she was exhausted.
She now found herself standing in front of Captain Winters’ desk, bag slung over her shoulder.
“It’s good to have you back, sergeant.”
After saying goodbye to Lew and Sid, both of whom had given her big hugs (and laughed at the way she’d stiffened up on contact, before awkwardly hugging them back), Sam had said her goodbyes to her replacement trainees. After spending a few days with her and realizing that she knew her stuff and wasn’t just some dead weight woman who would get people killed, they’d warmed up to her, and actually got along with her pretty well, despite her tendency to smack them from time to time.
Sam had finished saying her goodbyes (she refused to say that she teared up just a little) and hopped in the jeep to head back to Aldbourne, eager to get back to her own billet and get some good sleep. After her training with Sobel and the other medics, she was exhausted.
She now found herself standing in front of Captain Winters’ desk, bag slung over her shoulder.
“It’s good to have you back, sergeant.”