Delila Castillon
#OldRedheadsReign
Valiens Nantaris @Nephesh Raivah
Construction was freshly finished, a fresh sheet of snow lay across the mountain and gleaming base structure. Tucked out of the way in a rural and cold area of the planet, the training center was something new to the planet in more ways than one. Brought under the banner of the Levantine Sanctum, discussion turned to defense. As a growing presence in the Galaxy, it was only right to raise concerns about those who wanted to interrupt the entire 'free space' concept.
As a freshly minted solider....ahem...defender of Levantine Sanctum space, Delila was somehow roped into helping with the facility. She had been itching to check out the clear glass dome -- training facilities and grounds open to the sky above. All the sunlight, none of the harsh mountainous conditions. Well....the redhead was certain mountain treks would be part of a training regime. Couldn't get off so easily.
For now, the dome would have to wait. A shipment of medical supplies had just hit the open air landing pad. Pulling on her fatigue jacket, Delila walked into the cold air. Wind was a constant, whipping at everyone assembled. Snow and ice kicked up at their feet, scrubbing the duracrete of the landing pad clean once again.
"Just what I signed up for. Box moving."
Construction was freshly finished, a fresh sheet of snow lay across the mountain and gleaming base structure. Tucked out of the way in a rural and cold area of the planet, the training center was something new to the planet in more ways than one. Brought under the banner of the Levantine Sanctum, discussion turned to defense. As a growing presence in the Galaxy, it was only right to raise concerns about those who wanted to interrupt the entire 'free space' concept.
As a freshly minted solider....ahem...defender of Levantine Sanctum space, Delila was somehow roped into helping with the facility. She had been itching to check out the clear glass dome -- training facilities and grounds open to the sky above. All the sunlight, none of the harsh mountainous conditions. Well....the redhead was certain mountain treks would be part of a training regime. Couldn't get off so easily.
For now, the dome would have to wait. A shipment of medical supplies had just hit the open air landing pad. Pulling on her fatigue jacket, Delila walked into the cold air. Wind was a constant, whipping at everyone assembled. Snow and ice kicked up at their feet, scrubbing the duracrete of the landing pad clean once again.
"Just what I signed up for. Box moving."
