Lisbeth looked over the two volunteers. She looked around to see if anyone else was showing up, then looked back at the two kids. She sighed.
"All right, troops," she said, holding her head up high. Her father had taught her discipline from a young age. When she was as old as these two, she knew how to follow orders, and how to be responsible and productive. And her sergeant had taught her plenty about whipping lazy people into shape.
"Our orders are to get this skyport ready for the war. There's a lot to be done, so no slacking off. Each of you will get an assignment, and be given command of a repair crew."
The foreman of the repair crew gave her a look, his jaw hanging open. She ignored him.
Overhearing one boy mention possible tasks for them, she decided to roll with it. "You," she said, pointing to Everest. "Take your crew and perform an inspection of the skydocks. Report any signs of needed repairs, and organize your crew based on priority of the tasks to be completed."
She turned to Mateo. "Your orders are to inventory the ammunition stockpiles and see what needs to be replenished. We have lumber and metal for crafting new ballista bolts, and materials for crafting incendiary ammunition for the catapults. Check what we have, see what can be repaired, and have your crew begin crafting replacements as needed." She handed him the list her commanding officer had given her, listing the required quantities of each ammunition type.
She looked at the two boys, both seeming too young and innocent for this kind of work. With a small sigh, she leaned in close to them and whispered, "The crews know their work. Just tell them what needs to be repaired and they can handle the technical stuff."
She stepped back, holding her head up high. "Dismissed!"
She then headed to check on the ballistae and catapults herself, bringing one of the work crews with her. The remaining two crews waited for their orders, wearing expressions that ranged from dubious to outright mortified.
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Inspect your assigned area and make a list of what repairs/replacements are needed, then the work can begin!
"All right, troops," she said, holding her head up high. Her father had taught her discipline from a young age. When she was as old as these two, she knew how to follow orders, and how to be responsible and productive. And her sergeant had taught her plenty about whipping lazy people into shape.
"Our orders are to get this skyport ready for the war. There's a lot to be done, so no slacking off. Each of you will get an assignment, and be given command of a repair crew."
The foreman of the repair crew gave her a look, his jaw hanging open. She ignored him.
Overhearing one boy mention possible tasks for them, she decided to roll with it. "You," she said, pointing to Everest. "Take your crew and perform an inspection of the skydocks. Report any signs of needed repairs, and organize your crew based on priority of the tasks to be completed."
She turned to Mateo. "Your orders are to inventory the ammunition stockpiles and see what needs to be replenished. We have lumber and metal for crafting new ballista bolts, and materials for crafting incendiary ammunition for the catapults. Check what we have, see what can be repaired, and have your crew begin crafting replacements as needed." She handed him the list her commanding officer had given her, listing the required quantities of each ammunition type.
She looked at the two boys, both seeming too young and innocent for this kind of work. With a small sigh, she leaned in close to them and whispered, "The crews know their work. Just tell them what needs to be repaired and they can handle the technical stuff."
She stepped back, holding her head up high. "Dismissed!"
She then headed to check on the ballistae and catapults herself, bringing one of the work crews with her. The remaining two crews waited for their orders, wearing expressions that ranged from dubious to outright mortified.
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Inspect your assigned area and make a list of what repairs/replacements are needed, then the work can begin!
