This crowd was too much. Lilly slowly attempted to maneuver her way through the crowds, getting jostled every which way and acquiring more than a few irritated looks as she bumped into people. She was used to walking around a sparely populated mansion, not weaving through a sea of people. All around her, Sergeants were hollering for their comrades or waving banners with lists of names. Lets see... she was in squad 4, but she didn't see any banners with it's number on it or hear anyone yelling for her. As she wandered through the street, she occasionally was grabbed by one of the squad leaders trying to locate their soldiers. The harshly worded queries had her taken aback, but she managed to compose herself enough to inform them that she was with squad 4 - a squad that apparently none of them commanded, as they immediately waved her off with a huff. 

On the other side of the square, she saw an pub that was absolutely packed, with people swarming in and out of it at an incredible pace. Perhaps her sergeant was recruiting in there. She started to walk over, but almost immediately gave up all hope. The crowd just got thicker and thicker, to the point where she could barely move, and she resigned herself to the fact that she wasn't going to be getting anywhere near there until the crowd had at least dispersed somewhat. Gingerly making her way towards the edge of the plaza, she stepped into an alley and decided to wait out the crowd. While she waited, she began to fix her now completely messed up hair, and brushed the dirt off of her uniform from the time when she had collided with someone and nearly fallen straight on her face. "Tsk. Filthy." 

As would be expected of a neat freak, her meticulous attention to detail in repairing her appearance wasted a good 20 minutes, and by that time, the square was a good deal more organized and passable. Seeing that she could probably get closer to the bar now, she started to head its way. One stern interrogation from a sergeant later, she had managed to arrive near to the front of the building, and saw the gaggle of squad leaders calling out names. ... But no one was saying anything about squad 4. Did she miss them? Where was this sergeant she was supposed to find? Lilly positioned herself near the wall of the building and stood there, hands clasped and looking very confused. She figured if she were to stand around here long enough, someone might give her some direction. She certainly hoped that the rest of the military's organization was not this chaotic.