Psych Evaluation (Trin Velos)

[Meira]

((Hope it's alright that I started a thread for this, PSF. I didn't want to clutter the training thread.))

Trin was last in for her evaluation. This wasn't uncommon really, her name was last alphabetically in their platoon, and Mandalorians liked order. Hence, alphabetical order was standard procedure.

When her name was called, she stood from her chair in the waiting room and entered the office. It was the same room where her initial psych evaluation had been performed. In fact, it was also the same officer seated at the desk. The entire scenario might have felt like deja vu, were it not for the significant changes in Trin herself.

When she had first been in this room, she was small, slim, and timid. She was lost and confused, yet hopeful. Now, through the door came a woman who carried a thin, yet deceptively powerful body with confidence and an unwavering sense of belonging. Her eyes, which once searched left and right, were now still and focussed ahead of her.

Trin Velos, Boar-wolf platoon. She said with a crisp salute.

[projectsunfire]

The officer sitting behind her desk took out her stylis and tapped the screen. While she waited for the information to come up she adjusted her wrist gauntlets and watched the Soldier standing before her. "At ease." She said, and with a casual gesture to the chair in front of her. "Sit." Once Trin Velos had seated herself. She used the stylis to highlight information on her tablet. "It seems Velos that you have a certain aptitude for computer systems and espianage. As well as a certain malliableness of character. We Mandalorians don't cut things apart into good and bad, so let us just say you fit a certain profile that Mandlore is looking for. If you are prepared, we will ship you out to a new undisclosed location. There you will be trained.. more. Will you accept this honor?"

[Meira]

Trin dropped the salute and assumed the at ease position as instructed. When told to sit, she did so quietly. The officer went over a few items before addressing her again, giving her details from her file. She disclosed some information, which was basically enough to tell her that what was in store was yet to be disclosed. Trin's face registered a slight curl at the side of her mouth at the amusement of that thought.

If you needed to know something, then you would know. If you didn't know something, that meant you didn't need to know. As of right now, Trin apparently didn't need to know her future, or at least not the small details. Such as where she was going and what for exactly. Of course, this didn't bother Trin. The military had treated her just fine thus far, and she had no reason to believe this new assignment would be any different.

Yes, ma'am. She said simply. She wondered briefly if anyone else from her platoon had been selected for this honor. She almost laughed. She would know when she needed to know.

What was important was, that of the very small amount of information she received, one part was of particular interest. She was being sent for training because she fit a profile that Mandalore was looking for. Not some Sargent or lieutenant, Mandalore himself. Had she been slouching, which she pretty much hadn't done since she arrived here, she'd have sat up a bit straighter at the sound of that.

[projectsunfire]

The officer showed no emotion when she removed the datapad and handed it to Trin. "You wont be told where your going. You will know when you get there. Pack up your things emmediatly and report to Barracks 37E." The officer saluted by placeing her fist over her breast and then offered her hand in congratulation. "Congratulations Trin. I envy your chance at honor."

[Meira]

Trin stood as the datapad was handed to her. She put it into a pocket on her utility belt and returned the officer's salute. She smiled, in spite of herself, as the officer added a personal note to the farewell. Taking her hand, Trin shook firmly.

Thank you, ma'am.

With one more salute, she exited the office and returned to her bunk. Sadly, none of the women in her bunkhouse had been given such orders, but they all congratulated her just the same. Packing her things and exchanging farewells, Trin left the bunkhouse, fairly sure it would be her last time there. Again she stood at the beginning of a change in her life, and again, she was unsure of what this change would bring.

She reported to Barracks 37E and presented her datapad to the officer stationed there. He looked it over and told her to move along. Once inside, she was ushered into a debriefing room with a few other soldiers, none whom she knew too well. After all had arrived, another officer entered and told them to gather their things. They exited the room in file and were led to a hangar where a transport was being prepped for takeoff. Boarding the ship, the soldiers strapped in and were given a salute by the officer. They returned the salute as the loading ramp was drawn up, and within a few minutes, the ship took off and left Mandalore for the unknown.

((Figured I'd put all that in there, to move us along. If I need to change anything, let me know))

[projectsunfire]

((Your set, you can post in the secret facility on Dxun now if you like.))