10-03-2016, 03:14 PM
"Certainly, Captain SynJyn is on premises. stand by please".
Over the implanted comms: "Post 1 to Captain SynJyn (he hated being called Captain quick) you have a visitor at the front post"
with only a brief pause but unheard outside of anyone without the comm unit "Roger that, Have the party escorted to my office"
The front Marine made a single hand gesture to the rear guard who called for an escort. Shortly a 3rd Marine, in the same dress and also armed arrived: "If you will follow me I will escort you to Captain SynJyn"
The path lead them down a long corridor that avoided the house proper. Going thru a reinforced door they entered the training grounds. Several of the new Vikings was being put thru the paces by their LPO's (Leading Petty Officer's) and Veteran Vikings. At the end of the Quad the Marine opened an exterior door that lead into SynJyn's office. "There you go, good luck"
The Marine did not follow them in.
The office was bare, some maps on the wall of the Moscow area, A dry erase board with several, what looked like, tactical formations and nothing more. No pictures, nor decoration, not even a book shelf. Captain SynJyn sat behind a sturdy desk, littered with all kids of papers and clutter. 2 straight back chairs sat opposite of his desk.
SynJyn stood: "Good Day, how may I help you, and please keep it brief, you caught at one of my few quiet moments."
His voice and attitude was gruff but for SynJyn it was almost down right polite. He waved them to have a seat as he once again took his.
Over the implanted comms: "Post 1 to Captain SynJyn (he hated being called Captain quick) you have a visitor at the front post"
with only a brief pause but unheard outside of anyone without the comm unit "Roger that, Have the party escorted to my office"
The front Marine made a single hand gesture to the rear guard who called for an escort. Shortly a 3rd Marine, in the same dress and also armed arrived: "If you will follow me I will escort you to Captain SynJyn"
The path lead them down a long corridor that avoided the house proper. Going thru a reinforced door they entered the training grounds. Several of the new Vikings was being put thru the paces by their LPO's (Leading Petty Officer's) and Veteran Vikings. At the end of the Quad the Marine opened an exterior door that lead into SynJyn's office. "There you go, good luck"
The Marine did not follow them in.
The office was bare, some maps on the wall of the Moscow area, A dry erase board with several, what looked like, tactical formations and nothing more. No pictures, nor decoration, not even a book shelf. Captain SynJyn sat behind a sturdy desk, littered with all kids of papers and clutter. 2 straight back chairs sat opposite of his desk.
SynJyn stood: "Good Day, how may I help you, and please keep it brief, you caught at one of my few quiet moments."
His voice and attitude was gruff but for SynJyn it was almost down right polite. He waved them to have a seat as he once again took his.