To see Mara Samaria show up at the second workshop, one might think she was a wholeheartedly fresh faced recruit. In truth, she had been preparing for this moment for half her life at this point. She kept her uniform extremely clean as a matter of pride, not because she had yet to get it dirty. She had already seen combat at the time that the Imperials overran Belisa, and she had even killed someone already, not that she had been able to get a proper count, given they were routed in short succession. Mara believed she was ready, or more importantly she wanted to believe she was ready. This was going to be her turning point, it was going to be the moment the name "Samaria" meant something in Gallia again. Whatever was going to happen during her service, she would not only overcome it, but rise above it.

She could not rise above anything for now, which became evident upon entering the workshop. As she made her way in, a soldier that caught sight of her scoffed loudly and started to speak. [b]"Well damn, it looks like conscription's in full swing if they're letting scum back in the ranks, eh?"[/b] He spoke aloud to his nearby fellow. This was nothing Mara hadn't heard before, but it made her pause for a moment. She had half hoped nobody would recognise her in this unit, but it turned out that was a hope in vain. Putting it out of mind, Mara carried on with confidence into the building. The man had not had enough, and decided to follow Mara closely. [b]"Hey, hey, don't bloody forget, alright?"[/b] He told her as he followed her. [b]"Your scumbag dad ruined a lot of lives in this country's military. He stole from honest, hard working soldiers. He should have faced a firing squad, and you pillow-fed poncy-ass family should have starved on the streets. You got lucky when they let you people go live the quiet life in the country. But I'll always spit on you people."[/b] He followed up on this by spitting at her feet. Her continued movement saved her from actually getting spat on. [b]"Don't you dare forget it."[/b] Mara had no idea what his plan was, but it seemed he gave up on harassing her when she neared others in the squad. It appeared that even a man so confident in the righteousness of his cause feared being seen to be a bully.

Joining a growing group of people, Mara decided to wait in silence for when they were all ready to get down to business. She had no desire to announce her presence. The last thing she wanted was to get recognised again. There would be plenty of time to make herself known in this group when they finally started to fight. It was on the battlefield that Mara wanted to make her name shake the world, and that was precisely where she was going to exert her greatest effort. Making small talk could come after she had proven her ability.