Lou had always been a creative girl. In a strange sort of way. She'd already used her permanent markers around the Mess Hall. The back of the plates had been victim to Louisa's boredom. Each plate had a new and interesting little design on the back. Some of the glasses getting smiling faces, sad faces, crazy faces. All sorts of colors and types ( Read more... )

*Talia woke better than ever, feeling like she had slept for years.  Talia dressed in her military issued clothing, grabbing her book and moved towards the mess hall. Needed a cup of coffee to fully wake herself up. Taking a gulp out of her coffee, Talia felt awake even further (if that was possible ( Read more... )

The jeep rolled into the garage, and Lou was informed of who, where and when to report. Nodding intently, she took the instructions in and stepped out of the garage, looking around for the building she'd been ordered to check ( Read more... )