Who: The Civilian, Open
Where: Between the two bases
When: A day or so after New Year's
What: Civy...well, isn't looking so good. He's just wandered in from the desert, and looks like he just tried to hug a hungry lion.


( Wait, no...I'M the other guy... )

What: New Spy dropping in to say hi!
Who: Anyone!
Where: That train station section
When: 2nd Jan

The train coasted to a stop and the slid door open. A heavy trunk was slowly shoved out of the door until it dropped to the dusty floor of the little station, a sound of relief accompanying. Perhaps he shouldn't have packed quite so many books...

A red suited man hopped out of the train down beside the trunk, a lighter satchel bag slung over one shoulder. "...Wasn't expecting this much dust." He muttered, pouting slightly. "Or sand. Couldn't they 'ave sent me somewhere tropical?" With a sigh he shut the train door and began to drag the ten tonne trunk towards the bases in the distance before he paused. Oh no.

Which base was he supposed to go to again?