The Kind of Cockroach

'Now THAT's funny, no basic training, no officer school, hell I didn't even go to college yet, nor am I a medical doctor of any sort, yet I've leapfrogged my way through the ranks and got myself an Oak Leaf *Symbol of a Major*.' I thought while allowing Xilia to join the conversation.

'Huh, I never pegged you for the kind of person who follows orders; I assume that you won't be doing much "Military" work, if any, in the future.'

'In another life, I actually served in the Air Force; mind you, I never made it past the third enlisted rank, but you are correct; taking orders is not my thing. GIVING them, however, is another story entirely.' Falling in alongside the General as he drew closer to the gate, I began explaining the Tower in the most vague terms possible.