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Posted on Fri Jul 30th, 2021 @ 11:29am by Aeryn Mordan [Keller]

Mission: Jumping Right In
Location: various
Timeline: MD1 - 13hoo
551 words - 1.1 OF Standard Post Measure

Aeryn glowered at the man standing beside her. “Mike I hate you” she said coldly

“Of course you do,” He replied smugly. He, she knew, was going to be her replacement in 6 months. She had 6 months to prove herself. 6 months to prove to the UEO that SHE could do the job and do it well.

“I can’t believe I have to lug THAT to the Antarctic” she pointed with disdain at the medium sized flatbed trolley the UEO had loaded up with more computers and several large and empty briefing folders. There was, thankfully room for her duffel bags and her backpack on it so she wouldn’t be too bad in pushing stuff. But still!

“The UEO has arranged for you to have a large office, Aeryn. It needs to be suited for UEO visitors and the like.”

-Meaning you you smug asshole- Aeryn thought with contempt. She shrugged and set about placing her bags on the trolley and strapping it down.

“Here” said Mike, holding out a portable Computer tablet. “UEO locked and coded. Have fun”

She sneered at him and tucked the tablet into a place on the trolley and sighed as she looked down at the small pack she had been handed by another smirking Marine. She sighed. The quip had said it all “Don’t worry AJ, I took out anything that you could hurt yourself on.”

She opened it and found literally HALF of what everyone would have cause she could not handle guns... she had almost killed herself the first time she had tried.

Dog tags - Yeah name spelt right, she pulled them on over her head and tucked them out of sight.
Gerber multi-tool
Waterproof over clothes
o Jacket and Field Jacket/Trench coat
o 3rd Generation Tactical kevlar helmet
o Staff blast armour jacket (SBAJ MkIV)
Shelter (split between two soldiers half)
o 3 wooden stakes
o 3 metal Tent stakes
5 meter length of nylon rope- was she expected to hang someone?

*She glanced at Mike's departing back and pondered the opportunity lost*

o Snack food
o Three MRE's (3 meals/24 hour pack)
Medical - Oh joy she barely passed first aide as a child..
o Three multipurpose bandages
o Four one use syringes
o Basic first aid kit
NBC (Nuclear, Biological, Chemical) gear
o MOP suit
o Antitoxin
o Gas mask
o Atmosphere mini-computer (worn on right wrist) - She slid it on.
o Map case
Kindle
Stationery
4 pens )2 black, blue, red and green
Map tablet (thin computer)
20 sheets of plain paper (one small refill pad)
Compass
A5 Note book
Flashlight (10'000 candles) with various colour lenses
Four rolls of toilet paper
Two large towels
All weather sleeping bag
Mk VII Micro Scanner (worn on left wrist)

Yeah no weapons or anything that she could kill herself or someone else with in there, rope aside. Sighing she re-zipped the bag and slung it onto the trolley and pushed it out the door to the waiting C-130. Her eyes gleamed and she considered the possibility of sneaking up to the cockpit and asking for lessons. But as she watched the Military personnel enter the plane she sighed and continued pushing the equipment up to the cargo doors.

A brief conversation later and she was sitting in her seat and preparing for take off.