Ty lay in his bunk, reading Psyche reports of his squad members. If he was going to be a squad leader, he'd need to be prepared.
"Pvt. Jenkins... Insecurity issues... afraid of needles. Sounds like a real winner to me...."
Ty opened the next folder.
"Cpl. Munroe... Mild PTSD... no known phobias... Not very talkative. Eh... at least he might be fine to work with."
Ty reached for the next folder. he'd be getting a new squad member to replace Cortez... or him, considering he took Cortez's spot.
"PFC. Scott. Hm?"
It was the Marine sniper he had faced in the war games.
"Recommended for transfer to ODSTs. Accepted. Intergrating into 3rd Brigade. Requested to replace Sgt. MacMillan by Lt. Cortez. Of course he was trying to get rid of me..."
Ty read the psyche report.
"No known phobias, No mental issues, no living relatives, Top marks in acadamy. Friendly and personable. At least i'm guaranteed one of my squad members won't hate me."
Ty put the folders in the drawer under his bunk.
"Full day tomorrow. better be well rested."
Despite that, sleep didn't come easily.