Fort Ansel presides over the verge of the Mérignac mountain range, not far from the south coast of the Caudéran continent. It is at the north border of the Enclave's territory. Beyond it is the wild and untamed land. Attempts to expand farther north were met with bombings and ambushes, presumably by the Gaians.

The Fort is the seat of the Enclave Defense Authority on planet Bordeaux. It serves as a command center, emergency shelter, training ground, troops garrison, storage facility, and a small spaceport. Being at constant risk of a Gaian attack, the Fort is well-defended at all times.

All Enclave military personnel, EDA or otherwise, have clearance to approach and enter Fort Ansel. However, specific areas may be off limits for people without sufficient security clearance.

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The mess hall of Fort Ansel is one of the few recreational areas. Commoners and non-commissioned personnel visit it when off duty. Crowded and noisy at all times, as people from different shifts change each other, the mess hall is the place to go if you'd like to be "a people's officer".

The screens broadcast vetted Gallic media, interrupted by imporant announcements and Uxeau News. Cards, chess, and even occasional alcoholic beverages can be found here (if you don't have a shift ahead of you). Fort Ansel command usually turns a blind eye to that, knowing that the people are overworked as it is. However, any mess of the wrong kind is quickly handled by security.

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Although called the "Captains' Lounge" informally, you don't need that rank to enter. The Lounge is the recreational section of Fort Ansel intended for any officers, nobility, and senior civilian staff. This is the place where any dignitaries visiting the Fort would be spending their free time.

The lounge is calmer than the mess hall, and offers more privacy. It boasts a greater choice of entertainment options: holoscreens with Gallic and even some vetted Sirian media of your choice, tabletop games, holotainment bands and a better selection of food and drinks.

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Every officer, noble, and dignitary visiting Fort Ansel gets an own room. Rooms are small, but each comes with a restroom and a shower cabin. There are slight differences depending on your rank, but the Fort is always considered a better place to be stationed at than any Enclave spaceship.

Bronze tier officers share one room, living in groups of four. Tier Argent live in groups of two, and the freed up space is used for their own private Neural Net terminals. A tier Or officer has a room entirely to himself or herself, and can occupy the free space with something else, depending on personal tastes: a bookshelf, a plant, or even an aquarium.

\*/~	Enclave Defense Authority	Officers of all tiers
MdG/-	La Maréchaussée de Gaule	All representatives
MAE|	Montluc Advanced Engineering	Personnel who got clearance to work at Fort Ansel, after a security check
[MFE]	MedForce Enterprises	Personnel who got clearance to work at Fort Ansel, after a thorough security check
---	Individuals	Crown-Prince Joseph DeFrance and/or his representative

Private Quarters:

Spring 743 A.G.S., 8:13 a.m.

Cmdt. A. Gauthier / Unoccupied

Ade yawned, stretched one last time, and finally got out of bed. After a couple of weeks of work, she finally managed to get a day off. And to top it off, at her own schedule. Although she was an Argent officer, and as such was supposed to share her room, nobody has been assigned here yet. That's why she took her time with the shower and dressing up. After adjusting her black jacket witout insignia one last time and tossing aside an unruly strand of her ginger hair, Ade walked out of the room. The door closed behind her automatically.


Lounge des Capitaines

Spring 743 A.G.S., 8:43 a.m.

With a glass of juice from some berry native to Bordeaux, Ade was sitting at one of the couches. Out of boredom, she picked up a remote from a nearby holo-screen, going through the archives of Uxeau News Network and some older materials from before the war. Eventually, she would stand up and grab a chess board from the shelf in the corner of the room. Putting it on the table in front of her and placing the figures, Ade stared at it absent-mindedly. Her initial thoughts above the first move quickly being pushed out by the Enclave's precarious position, and Ade's own role in that...

Private Quarters:
Lt.Franz Bouce / Unoccupied / Unoccupied / Unoccupied

As he open his eyes, starts to rubbing them, his vision is little bit blurry, As he sits at the corner of his bed and his hands on his head seems he had a rough night,Is standing up walking over to the sink, Opening the stream splashing water towards his face, Is closing the stream. Franz walking over his Guitar picking it up and start to play few notes on it, After few minutes of practice on his guitar is walking over his shower. After the shower is taking his clothes from the chair is near his desktop, is walking out of his room looking to his left and right when the door automatically closed behind him.


Mess Hall
As he walking the long hallways and listening to the music on his earbuds, Is deciding to pull a chair at the nearby tables and take a seat there,His feet quite bouncy seems is excited to meet someone that would approach him but whom it will be?

Jeuge Duval

Jeuge Duval arrives with his personal Lynx on the landing pad of Fort Ansel, shortly after leaving his Lynx, he takes the opportunity to smoke a cigarette and contemplate the landscape, after finishing his cigarette he directed them to the captain's lounge.

Lounge des Capitaines

When he arrived in the captain's lounge, he notice several people, some of whom were familiar to him, but he decided to isolate himself in a quiet corner, away from prying eyes, and to sit in a armchair to push himself away while listening to music with these headphones.

Lounge des Capitaines

Adelaide Gauthier -> Jean-Baptiste Grenouille

The scene with the spilled coffee distracted Ade from playing chess against herself. One could swear that a smirk quickly crossed Adelaide's usually unperturbed face. But even if so, it was only a momentary weakness. The Commandant quickly regained the plain expression—except for a raised eyebrow—and looked intently at the officer in question. "Madam Commandant..." was all that Jean-Baptiste could say about the mishap. Surely, he realized the extent of his failure. Coffee was almost a luxury by Enclave standards, and rationing was in effect.

"At ease, Capitaine Grenouille," she remarked it a rather formal manner, despite not wearing the uniform this time. Tilting her head, she leaned backwards on the sofa, a glass of berry juice in hand. "It was only a cup of coffee. You can try not spilling next one in..." the Commandant tilted her head, red hair falling on the shoulders. In her mind, she was calculating when Jean-Baptiste would get his next ration of coffee. "In 5 days, I believe."

Private Quarters

Emeline Coste

Passenger transport lands on a dedicated landing pad. Behind the ship, the main hatch opens with the characteristic sound of pressure equalization. From the rather lighted passage you can see the silhouette of a redhead girl.

- "See you in 3 days, Lieutenant."
- “Good rest for you, Director.”

Emeline goes on and with a sense of relaxation says: “The first day off, after so many months. Finally, I'm not on the ship.” She comes on to the main gate. The gates are small voice-controlled doors.

- "Emeline Coste, Admission A1."
- "Access granted, welcome, Director."

Emeline walks down the hall and sees the entrance to the Lounge des Capitaines. She turned her head straight, went on. “I'll go there later.” Emeline said to herself.

Walking further down the corridor, she went into the elevator and pressed the "-5" button. The door closed and the elevator drove down.

After some time, she was already approaching her room. Looking carefully at her holographic wrist computer, for a long time she could not find her room. “Room 75, sort of, it's around here. Here, I’ve found it.”
At the door to the room, there is a panel for entering a password. Emeline looked at the password on the computer and typed it on the panel. The door opened and a red-haired girl entered the room.

To her surprise, the room was a bit smaller than her berthing on Alsace and all the more smaller than her luxurious berthing on Le Monarque. "Well, here I will rest from work." She said with slight contempt.
Emeline went to the locker and began to undress, at the same time choosing what she would put on.
- “So, it doesn’t work, same, same. But I’ll put it on.”
She chose a rather luxurious outfit, the only one that was not a military uniform. Putting a sweater and pants on a chair, she went to the shower.
Some time has passed. As soon as she started to leave, she put on a towel and sat down at the computer table on which there was a terminal with access to all the ships of Enclave.
- "Apparently La'Row has already flown in. I’ll wait for my hair to dry and go to her."