Jan 25, 2016
HAIR IN PIGTAILS TOMORROW. NO EXCEPTIONS.
[ It was then that LT Keeler knew he fucked up. ]
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HAIR IN PIGTAILS TOMORROW. NO EXCEPTIONS.
[ It was then that LT Keeler knew he fucked up. ]
ON SECOND THOUGHTS. YOU. PT IN MY OFFICE. TWICE A DAY. NO EXCEPTIONS.
[...I’d much rather PT with everyone else...]
"You are reducing his punishment? When he /stabbed/ a man? Are you trying to cause anarchy here or do you just enjoy playing favourites amongst your little pawns, Bering?"
“As I understand it, Deimos was defending himself against one of your Navigators. I’ve looked into things and from what I’ve heard from witnesses, Navigator Porthos was the one who intiated the little spat.” His eyes narrowed then. “And Deimos has been a great help in a certain assignment that I’m sure you know will not be allowed to fail. Deimos is one of my best Fighters and I honestly don’t believe he will do anything like this again.”
[Message via Data Pad]: You. My Office. Now.
The door of the elevator opens as he reads the message one last time -maybe he missed something, maybe he read it all wrong, maybe there was for someone else, so many maybes that weren’t true- before stepping out and walking the distance separating him from the Commander’s office. There were a lot of maybes, yes, but only to options when he got something like this from someone like him. None of them were completely desirable at the moment, but he would have to suck it up and face the older male with a semi docile predisposition.
“ Wanted to see me? ”
I'll fight you to see who's the bigger DADDY.
“I am the daddiest daddy, you’ve got nothing on me.”