"Crap. Crap. CRAAAP!" Vulgarities, irregularities, escaped from Raisa's mouth as she attempted to the navigate the interior of the land-cruiser. Wiping the fatigue from her eyes and wearing an urgent expression, she ran up stairs, throwing salutes at every man or woman she passed, not having time to look at rank. Breathing heavily, she turned a corner and ran up some stairs to get to the deck of the land-cruiser, just in time to see her comrades leaving. "Oh, you're kidding me!" She uttered as she ran up to whom she suspected was her commanding officer. Standing in front of him, she spoke clearly while delivering a salute. "Efreitor -erm- Private Raisa Yurievna Biryukova reporting as part of an exchange program, sir!" She messed up on her rank, using the Iyulian rank instead of the Landren equivalent, but quickly corrected herself. "Sorry being late. I guess it doesn't make for a great first impressions, huh?" Keeping the salute, she cracked a joke in an attempt to keep the man from going [i]too[/i] berserk on her.

As she awaited her response, she reflected on the events that led up to her being late for the meeting...

It turns out that Iyulian GEAR seats are exceedingly comfortable. Dangerously so. Shortly after her Flanker's arrival in Landren, Raisa had decided to check on the machine after being loaded onto the flatbed that would transfer it to the land-cruiser. Climbing aboard despite it being in shackles to keep it from falling off, she discovered upon entry into the cockpit that she was more than a little tired from the trip over. It was thus that she found herself falling asleep as she sat in the seat of the machine, and it was thus that she didn't even notice the flatbed beginning its move to the land-cruiser. Of course, by this point, she was fast asleep and would spend the rest of the trip in the GEAR, instead in one of the official transports. Due to this, she wasn't awoken until a mechanic discovered her inside the machine when it had been unloaded.

"Crap."

And now we return to the present scene.