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CCDA Headquarters -- Meeting the Boss

Posted Dec. 12, 2022, 3:54 p.m. by Colonel Eleanor "Iron Lady" Carnegie (Commanding Officer, 1st Colonial Defense Squadron) (Joana Ribeiro)

Posted by General Calvin Harris (Command General- Colonial Customs and Defence Authority) in CCDA Headquarters – Meeting the Boss

Posted by Colonel Eleanor “Iron Lady” Carnegie (Commanding Officer, 1st Colonial Defense Squadron) in CCDA Headquarters – Meeting the Boss
“I’m telling you it’s this way!” A man’s Scottish accented tone broke through the silence of the hallway.

“How do you know!?” A female voice added. Its accent was distinctly American.

Seemingly alone in one of the many corridors of the CCDA offices on the higher levels of Government Tower , the pair came to a halt, the woman taking the PaDD from her companion’s hands and looking at it herself. “I can’t find it anywhere on this map! Where did you see it?” It was clear that she was becoming increasingly frustrated.

“Here.” The Scott indicated the spot on the PaDD. “You know, Eleanor, for a Recon pilot you really have poor navigational skills!” He chuckled.

“Shut up, Sloan.” Yet, she smiled. “Alright, let’s go. It should be…”

“Second door on the left.”

“Right.” She said as she resumed walking.

“No, left.” Eleanor glared at Sloan as he stifled his laughter behind his hand. Yet, a smile played on her lips when she looked away.

It didn’t take long for the pair to find the door they were looking for.

“General Calvin Harris… are you sure this is the right place?” Eleanor asked.

“I mean…” Sloan hesitated as he looked at the location on the map. “… it must be… if not, I’m sure General Harris will be able to point us in the right direction.”

As the pair approached, they would find a Black Walnut large door, flanked by two large flag poles holding the flag of OED V and the grey, white, and gold flag of the CCDA. Opening the door, they stepped through onto wall-to-wall cobalt blue carpet. The room featured a pair of comfortable black leather couches either side of the door. Directly across from the opening was a large wooden desk with a small table tent sign reading…

Welcome to the Office of the Commandant General & Staff of the CCDA. I am currently away from my desk but please feel free to press the chime next to the door of the office you are visiting. Thanks, SFC Brianna Reyes - General’s Aide

The view out the window behind the desk was breathtaking, a sweeping view all the way out to the edge of the former dome to the northwest. There were equally large doors on the left and right sides of the room, the one to their right flanked by CCDA’s flag and a red flag with three silver stars, and the one to their left had the same but with four silver stars. The plaque by the four-star flag flanked door read Commandant General Calvin “Raven” Harris, CCDA

“Fair.” Pressing the chime without second thought, the two officers waited to be called in. It would be clear that they were new to the place. They had no uniforms, and their ID cards dangled from their pockets with the help of a small metal claw — Eleanor’s from her right pants’ pocket, Sloan from the chest pocket in his button down shirt. Patiently, they waited, and hoped that General Harris wasn’t very much like Samantha Halloway.

Col. Eleanor “Iron Lady” Carnegie (and Major James “Doc” Sloan)

Twenty-seven minutes. Commandant General Calvin Harris had been back to his office on the 86th floor of Government Tower for twenty-seven goddamn minutes and just as he was about to finally settle into start the day’s work… and the massive pile that formed in his absence, when Jersey’s automated proximity alarm on the CCDA Command Offices lobby went off. He was still frustrated that of all days for Brianna to come down with a cold, it would be his first day back. It wasn’t ideal and certainly wasn’t her fault… maybe he was just more apt to find himself frustrated than when he was younger. He watched the pair in civs walking lost across the lobby leading to the formal offices of the CCDA’s Senior Military Commander. Tenkiller had absolutely refused to be in the building full of, as he put it… “so much bull**** bureaucracy”, so the Vice kept his offices and support staff at the CCDA Operations Center on the ACS Orbital Station, though the space still granted the CCDA’s second in command a formal office in Government Tower across the room from his boss… the man had been in the room precisely twice since he was hired.

As the pair reached his door, Harris heard the chime and, after a slow deep breath, sighed. Saying clearly “It’s open.”

The door opened to a large office on a section of curved outer wall, the left to right windows were stunning. Centered on the window was a large desk with a sitting area with a couch, two leather chairs and a coffee table on a large round rug featuring the CCDA’s trident. Looking up from his screen, Harris raised an eyebrow with a slight smirk at the two Aviators. “You two look lost… can I help you?”

General Harris, CCDA

As the two former Marines walked through the large door, it couldn’t be more obvious that that was not where they were supposed to be.

Looking around, Eleanor’s gaze was momentarily lost in the view before centering itself on the man behind the desk.

“Uh… As a matter of fact… we were hoping you could, Sir.” Carnegie started, taking a few steps closer to the desk, her eyes not even daring to look at Sloan, who matched her pace. Standing with his hands smartly behind his back, it would be clear to Harris that the pair came from his former division. “I am Colonel Eleanor Carnegie, and this is Major James Sloan.” Eleanor motioned to her partner. “We should be reporting in with General Hudson, but we were told to check in first with the CCDA Recruiting and Retention Office, and uh… this is where it was marked on the map we were given.” She handed Harris the PaDD she was carrying.

With a soft smirk, Eleanor added. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say someone has tagged us for rookies and is taking us for a spin.” She smiled more broadly. “But I wouldn’t put it past Major Sloan here not being able to read maps.”

Sloan’s eyes widened at the insinuation, but he said nothing. They were, after all, talking to CCDA brass, but he made a mental note to let Carnegie know his thoughts when they were out. Not that she would expect otherwise.

“So… if you could tell us where to find General Hudson, we’ll be on our way.”

Col. Eleanor “Iron Lady” Carnegie (and Major James “Doc” Sloan)


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