Your New Soldier Part 2: A Steampunk Story Great, this is just great. Two weeks into the job and I go and lose a soldier. And not just any soldier, no I had to go and lose a damn convict who may or may not be a murderer. Shit...what now? I couldn't just ask anyone if they'd seen him. That would make me look incompetent.Your New Soldier Part 2: A Steampunk Story by *VertFey
After 30 minutes of searching and not finding, I was frantic. I needed help, and I could only think of one person who wouldn't think I was completely useless for asking. I jogged over to the supply tents were he was supposed to be taking inventory. "Corwin, I need your help."
Yep, I was so desperate I had stooped to not only admitting I needed help, but actually asking my older brother. I tried not to remember that he was my brand new sergeant only because we'd just made up from our vitriolic fight on the train here. At least, the black eye I'd given him had faded.
Corwin must have heard something in my voice. He warily set down his notebook. "What is it?" I b