Kickin' up the Snow [open]
Arriving at the base in Russia wasn't exactly high up there on Holly's 'fun times abroad' list. She only had a list of one experience and this was it. They took me out of Vegas, she thought, for this? Impressed, she wasn't. But then, what choice did she have?
Getting directions from the guards at the main gate, waved through and told to walk it the rest of the way, Holly clumped along in her doc boots, fatigues and camo shirt and thermal jacket. Least they gave her some bloody clothes for it.
Of course the compound wasn't that big, and Holly noticed a good few people buy the garage with a few of the vehicles. Sweet, even a ride to boost. Pausing for a moment, working out the probabilities, Holly just grinned, and kept walking. Looks like this way was the best way; reporting for duty would happen eventually, why rush it?
Getting directions from the guards at the main gate, waved through and told to walk it the rest of the way, Holly clumped along in her doc boots, fatigues and camo shirt and thermal jacket. Least they gave her some bloody clothes for it.
Of course the compound wasn't that big, and Holly noticed a good few people buy the garage with a few of the vehicles. Sweet, even a ride to boost. Pausing for a moment, working out the probabilities, Holly just grinned, and kept walking. Looks like this way was the best way; reporting for duty would happen eventually, why rush it?