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Offline Aria Shepherd

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The Lionesses of Syria
« on: May 03, 2017, 02:54:10 PM »
15 April 2017 - Northeastern Syria


The sun sat high in the sky and while the temperature wasn't terribly hot, the unrelenting sun was a constant reminder of how harsh the Syrian desert could be. It was strange the things you could get used to. The heat and the sand, it hardly crossed her mind these days. She had sand in places she'd rather not mention and could sweat through shirt after shirt. While the guys were allowed to roll up their sleeves, when her and her team were outside the wire it was long sleeve and either headgear or headscarf. There was little relief for them and after awhile it ceased to affect them.

Aria had been up since dawn and, after a leisurely run with Claire around the base, was dressing for the trip south. While she loved what she did and took it very seriously, there was nothing glamorous about it. Her focus was creating relationships and helping those in need, while also helping the Army’s mission. Weekly, they made the trip south from the base outside Al-Hasakah to one of the refugee camps near Ash Shaddadi. It was surely hell on earth, and yet, the hope she found in the people astounded even her.

“Shep, they just landed. They want a quick meet and greet and briefing before we head out.” Aria looked up from buttoning her top and nodded at the youngest member of her team, Katelyn Bauers.

“Hopefully this is quick. Did you find your notes from the last trip?”

Katelyn nodded. “Yeah, I need to check in on Sabeen and the baby. Doc gave me some antibiotics for her. She's going to be so happy.”

Aria was grinning. This is why they did what they did. Sabeen’s husband had defected from the Syrian Democratic Forces and left his young family to die in Aleppo. Katelyn had taken to the woman right away as they were roughly the same age. Sabeen freely shared what she knew of her husband and in return they offered what help they could. This week it was in the form of medicine for her infant son.

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All the top brass had decided to make face for this and it seemed her and her team were the prized pets for the moment. Normally, they went by relatively unnoticed until they came across intel that was deemed valuable. But, this visit was shining a light on an aspect of the War on Terror that most didn't even know existed. Female Engagement Teams were still thought of a new thing and so, undervalued and underused. Today would be their moment to bask in the limelight though and Aria knew her girls deserved it.

The massive bay door was open, letting what little breeze there was circulate through the hangar. Roughly fifty people had assembled, base and mission commanders all the way down to Private First Class Bauer herself. No real formalities were taking place, just a simple welcome before they got down to business. Aria watched as a black SUV pulled up near the bay door and it seemed everyone stiffened a little. She wasn't sure when some diplomat created such a stir, but even she understood that there was quite a bit on the line.

“Welcome to Syria, Mr Jones.” Colonel Adams was blocking Aria’s view of the visitor while her and her team waited for their introduction.

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Re: The Lionesses of Syria
« Reply #1 on: May 03, 2017, 07:28:42 PM »
Truth be told, Graham hated this area of the world. It wasn't that he hated the people, but everything was sand, grit, and heat. However, as his father always told him, beggars can't be choosers. When the SUV pulled to a stop he made sure to put his sunglasses on before exiting into the heat.

He wore a loose fitting linen shirt, white, over which a cargo vest was secured. Khaki cargo pants rounded out the outfit. He'd worked in enough refugee and sick camps to know dressing like a VIP often led to more trouble than was necessary.

The Diplomatic Security forces moved out to a safe distance, letting him do the pressing of flesh. When the colonel spoke, Graham offered a broad smile. His cheeks dimpled just slightly as he did so, taking the colonel's hand in a firm shake. "Colonel, thank you for taking time from your no doubt busy schedule to meet me."

"Absolutely." The colonel responded. "We appreciate you stopping by. I'm sure your visit to the camp will help prove to congress why we need further support here."

Graham kept himself from grimacing, keeping that practiced smile on his face. Of course the colonel thought he was here as a errand boy for his father. "I will make sure my report gets to the Ambassador. I'm sure he could make your case far better than I."

The colonel gave a nod, turning towards the assembled staff. "This is the team on base. You'll be accompanying Sergeant Shepherd's engagement team on their run." He explained, indicating the team. Graham moved up, eying her from behind his sunglasses.

"Sergeant Shepherd, thank you so much for letting me tag along. I promise I won't get in the way." He said. He wasn't sure if she'd been briefed on his role, purpose of visit, or anything like that. So he left it unsaid. He did, however, mention one purpose. "The Ambassador has asked me to take special note of any sick individuals or those that may have been exposed to chemical attacks. Can you show them to me?"

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Re: The Lionesses of Syria
« Reply #2 on: May 04, 2017, 12:14:56 AM »
The reason for his visit had been undefined since Aria had been notified. All she knew was that she was escort him to one of the refugee camps to show him what her team did and the state of the camps themselves. Pretty straightforward in her book. Their security would be beefed up, as was expected, and while the guys who normally went with the FET didn't mind, it would affect their reception. Luckily, the team had a good relationship already established and bringing in a visitor who only had best interests at heart should have been no big deal.

Aria stood a bit straighter when the Colonel turned his attention, and everyone else's, to her and her team. When he mentioned especially wanted to see any sick individuals or those affected by the chemical attacks, Katelyn perked up. Aria smiled, knowing exactly what the girl was thinking.

“The pleasure is mine. My team, and what we try to accomplish, needs more publicity. As does the state of these camps.” She didn't offer her hand to him, instead remaining at parade rest while other officers and soldiers closed in around them. “I can introduce you to numerous families and individuals. Private Bauer will want you to meet someone very specific, in that case.”

The Private nodded, but remained silent as Aria moved to introduce the three team member. “These are my teammates: Specialist Masters, Specialist Stephenson and Private First Class Bauer.” Each woman nodded in acknowledgment of their introduction.

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Re: The Lionesses of Syria
« Reply #3 on: May 04, 2017, 07:26:45 PM »
"Great. Thank you." He adjusted slightly, suddenly wishing he had brought his medical bag. The doctor in him longed to treat someone. It'd been far too long. She introduced him to the team.

"Thank you all for letting me tag along." He said. "This is my first time in Syria, so, I'm not quite running on all cylinders." He gave a smirk. "Is it always this hot?" He said, giving a small chuckle to indicate he was saying it in jest.

One of the DSS agents moved up beside him. "Sir, I have to ensure you're wearing your vest." He  said, patting Graham on the back and front of his chest. "Thank you sir." He said before moving away.

"So, when do we leave?" Graham asked, eager to get started.

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Re: The Lionesses of Syria
« Reply #4 on: May 05, 2017, 05:15:34 PM »
So they had some big bad honcho popping in for a visit. Claire groaned a bit as she rolled her sleeves down and buttoned them in preparation.. She insured that her appearance was as proper as possible. While she wasn't in her most recent iron pressed multicams, they were the cleanest. Her boots were properly bloused as she stood with the rest of the team

Once the SUV pulled up Claire scrambled to unwrap the shemagh from around her neck amd tossed it behind  their little formation, a rad haphazardly, adjusting her collar and standing in wait.

The specialist didn't  mind chilling in the background,  perfectly content with letting the brass, stripes and shades talk to each other as she stood at parade rest. They'd have to be sure the brief the man on the does and donts when it came to interacting with the populace. It was rare but they couldn't afford to have anything or anyone undermine the work that FET had been out here doing. And of course now there was also the chance of added security risks, but that was something always accounted for.

Claire simply nodded as she was introduced, not necessarily wanting to draw attention for the momennt, instead opting to let this slide by until they rolled out. Aria was a big girl, she could handle that.
« Last Edit: May 23, 2017, 08:06:08 PM by Claire Masters »

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Re: The Lionesses of Syria
« Reply #5 on: May 19, 2017, 02:58:59 AM »
Aria grinned over Claire's obvious discomfort with even the edge of the spotlight. Others may not have noticed, but the pair were pretty in sync and she could see is as easy as day. What she lacked in her ability to be personable, she more than made up for in wit, intelligence and the ability to read those around her. That alone made her an integral part of the team.

"You'll get used to the heat quicker than you may like." It was Alex who spoke up this time and Katelyn chimed in with her own confirmation of that truth.

"We will be loading up at ten hundred." She glanced down at the watch on her wrist. "I'm sure the Commander will want to brief you first. My team and I will then brief you on the more specific and precise details of the situation and what we aim to accomplish."

As she spoke, Aria couldn't keep herself from watching the man. How he carries himself, his confidence and the ease with which he walked into new situations. That alone said a lot about a person and he seemed particularly interesting to her. One of the girls would surely chide her later for gawking.

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Re: The Lionesses of Syria
« Reply #6 on: May 20, 2017, 03:59:51 PM »
Graham might have picked up on the slight prickle that Claire had exhibited from her introduction, but he was far too busy worrying about this trip. Most of his previous trips, even with the State Department, had been to relatively stable areas. He wasn't a coward, no, but he suddenly felt very alone and foreign. He was brought back to the world by her comment.

"I hope so. I feel like I've lost about thirty pounds in sweat alone." He said with a soft laugh. The mention of a commander needing to brief him and he gave a nod. "Sounds like a plan."

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The briefing with the commander of the base had been straightforward - don't separate from the FET, follow their commands, and under no circumstances was he to announce who he was or what he was doing there.

Once he was done, he found Aria and her team. "Alright. I think the major is done chiding me for things I have't done yet. You mentioned specifics?" He said to her as he walked up.

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Re: The Lionesses of Syria
« Reply #7 on: May 23, 2017, 08:13:22 PM »
Once they had parted and Claire was left to start prepping for the mission at nd, she turned away, grabbing her shemagh and wrapping it back around her neck. Her eyes glanced over to the multicam IOTV she had set out with what all she was taking. Nothing at qll to special, just her M4, the standard PEW box and an M68 optic. Her secondary was the M9 bolstered on her left thigh.

Claire would occasionally take q glance at Aria, sure she had seen her get qll googly-eyed. The specialist would make a point to tease her about it later. She grinned to herself as she slid on the plate carrier and rolled her sleeves back up. The HWMMV was going To be hot as hell, unless they got lucky and someone got an MRAP ready instead. She didn't enjoy the uparmored trucks more. Safer, and a much more comfortable ride. Claire picked uo her M4, making her way to Aria, and standing behind the Sergeant. "Is this going to be okay? My spider sense is jumping off like mad Shep."  Needless to say she was a little nervous given the ever so slight change to their mission make-up for the day. Well...METT-TC.

 



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