*Marcus put on his best professional face as he met with the commander of the base as well as the rest of the staff what had been in charge of setting up the new special forces unit that they where making here. Much of the time was spent with Marcus going over his training methods as he well as well. The men seemed to get along and a lot was accomplished, though he could not help but to let his thoughts dwell on Scara more and more as the day pressed on. Putting down the folders with pictures and bios of the potential candidates for the training process he smirked...knowing about 90% percent of them would either break physically or mentally along the process. It was not meant to be heartless but just an acceptance of the way things worked out as well as recalling his own time during the training.<br/><br/>The day long meeting would come to a close and he would salute his superiors and shake their hands as he they also inquired about his service records and he told a few stories. Still he looked at the clock and counted down the minutes until his duty here would be over. Making his way to Scara's apartment as soon as he was able. Still wearing his military uniform  as he walked up the hallway*