Try and Catch Me

Team (1)
One would think that knowing what happened further in the story would make it easier. But for Lia, knowing just messes up her head because expectation versus reality doesn’t quite match with each other.

In less than 12 hours, she would be part of an attack. An attack above everything else. She who came from modern times, she who wanted nothing but an easy and peaceful life. Alright, she would not really be the one doing the attacking. But she would be at the site and would need to care for the wounded ones.

It all felt surreal.

None of the things that happened to her in the past week felt real. It was as if watching from afar, watching someone else’s life unfold before her. All of these happened from a distance.

Someone might argue that it was only nerves of going to her very first battle. Maybe. Maybe not. But how could she dare feel terrified when she could still not quite wrap her head around what was happening or what was going to happen?

“Someone, anyone, go over the Captain’s tent and tell them we’re ready and see if there are other things we can do. Bring the rest of these vials to the guards as they might need it in there. The rest of you should be on standby, patients might start coming in.” The head physician’s voice was not as commanding as Eldric’s or Tim’s voice but he still carried it with enough command for Lia to follow. He was still quite young, Lia guessed that he must be in his late twenties, but he used his soft yet clear voice to direct them around but not in a bossy way. He carried himself in such a respectable way that you would be ashamed of yourself for disobeying.

“I’ll do it then,” Lia spoke, albeit a little uncomfortable. Speaking up, directing the attention of everyone towards her left her a little shaken. But, she was the newest member, she did not want to be the unnecessary load and would rather be helping the rest of the team.

Team. Way back in her old world, Lia preferred her solitude. The closest she had for something akin to a team were her groupmates back at school and she disliked it. Not personally, but mostly because groupmates tend not to care and indulged in their own worlds. One person would take it to themselves to be the leader and order people around. Others would half-heartedly follow and do their part and would not care or bother to apologize if they submit their part late. There were others who took it upon themselves to just be the clown of the group. Not much help, other than lightening up the mood but do nothing to progress the work. The good thing was that they were usually charming so they were the best choice to present the project and be the face of the group. But they were still infinitely better than the last type. There would always be no-show people, the ones who did not care at all about the project and do nothing but still expect their names to be written along with the names of the rest of those who worked their asses off.