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Posted on 16 Sep 2018 @ 3:08am by First Lieutenant Katelyn Elias & Major Justin Braxton

Mission: Prologue: The Third
Location: Starbase 611, 3rd MEU Temporary HQ
Timeline: MD1, 10:30

After meeting with her adopted uncle Katelyn made her way to say goodbye to her platoon sergeant and arrange a meeting with the platoon to say goodbye formerly that afternoon. Once that was all arranged she figured she should find her new boss and with padd in hand she entered MEU Headquarters and went for the S3 area. When she arrived to the area she saw a major in a small cubicle that was off to the rear corner of the area.

"Excuse me, Major Braxton?" Katelyn said, after knocking gently on the cubicle's wall.

Looking up from the PADD, Justin looked at the First Lieutenant that was disturbing him. As the S-Three to the Third Marine Expeditionary Unit, it was he is responsible for training every aspect of a battalion's operations. With the Third being deployed to the Delta Quadrant, he was really pushing the limits of making sure that the MEU had all of their training complete while also making sure that the ROEs were updated from HQ.

"Can I help you, Lieutenant?"

"Yes sir," she said, stepping into the cubicle. "I'm the newly assigned Assistant, First Lieutenant Katelyn Elias, sir," she said.

Waving her to a chair, Justin logged into the Installation Personnel Administration and pulled up her service record. A quick glance told him that she had been pulled from her Infantry MOS and put into Marine Air-Ground Task Force (MAGTF) Plans. This was just making his day since this now put someone that had come from the frontline, so to speak, to the office.

"So you are coming from Infantry to Operations," Justin said as he looked at her.

"Yes, sir?" she said, not sure why that mattered. There was no MOS for the Training & Operations Department it was staffed by personnel who were qualified to operate in the unit which meant any infantry officer could hold the post.

Justin had to suppress a smirk as he looked at the younger officer, she didn't understand the question he was asking and that was the point. While some people thought and assumed that Training and Operations was an easy field; it was not. It took time to build any type of credibility with Headquarters and Installation Personnel Administration. In addition to all of that, he also was able to use the backchannels needed to get what the Third needed, done.

Okay, lets' test her, Justin thought as he sized her up, "What do you know about our current mission, Lieutenant?"

"That it will occur in the delta quadrant attached to Task Force 38," she said. That was all anyone knew including the Colonel.

He felt like banging his head on his desk and wondered if he ever made his former superior officers feel this way. "What the scuttlebutt?"

"I am not aware of any," she said, flatly. "As of this morning when I spoke to Colonel Accomack he was still unaware of any plans."

"You spoke to the Colonel already," he asked in surprise.

"He's like my adopted uncle," she explained.

He had before him the adopted nieces of the unit's Commanding Officer. He had no problem with having family in the Corps, but there would be others in the unit that thought she had been transferred from her former billet to this slot because of it. Taking a deep breath, he released it since it was really out of his hands, all he cared about is that she was able to do her job.

Shaking his head, he grabbed a stack of PADDS, he passed them across the table, "After you check in with the Personnel & Administration NCOIC for an office space, I need you to reviews the pre-deployment orders. Since we still have no idea where we are going, it makes no sense for everyone to be on muster especially because this is really the Fourth Marine Expeditionary Unit's backyard. Questions?"

"Is there a problem, sir?" she asked.

"No, Lieutenant," Justin replied, "Once you finish those orders, gather what staff we have and get a conference room. We need to get started on the operational orders for our trip through the gateway. We'll have to adjust it once we get the final orders. Dismissed."

"Aye sir," she responded, coming to attention, doing an about face, and leaving.

 

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