[center][h3]Private Elise Louque[/h3][/center]

Elise hadn’t expected the military to want her back. She’d finished her training, and more or less assumed that would be it. Yet here she was, waiting to be sent out into the field and join one of the active squads fighting in the war. She hadn’t been told much, but why else would they bring her back? Maybe one of the husbands she’d angered had powerful contacts. Well, it didn’t matter much either way in the end, for now she’d enjoy exercising with other women and all that came with that.

However, it was time for her to eat so she’d made her way to the mess hall. After grabbing a tray and getting her food, Elise took a seat at one of the tables where people were already seated. The food seemed better than what she remembered, but it was doubtful it would remain the same out on the battlefield. As she ate she listened in on the conversations around her, and before long she had added her voice to one of them. Would she be serving with any of these people? Elise had been told stories about how soldiers didn’t like making friends sooner or later, because they’d seen too many of their old ones die. People did die in war, she knew that, but she didn’t want to shut herself off from the world because of it. Besides, she might be the person who ended up dead.