Troublesome Recruits

Posted on Mon Aug 8th, 2016 @ 3:41am by Colonel Jason "Jack" Frost

809 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: New Faces and Terror Beyond
Location: MCO's Office
Timeline: Current

Jack was about to knock off for the night when a report came in that was originally started as sparring training turned into a full blown fight which needed five marines to break up inflicting injuries on two of them. Combat medics has done the usuals with those injured but it still left the two that started it all.

Corporal Sarah Twirl and Corporal Becky Deeds now stood before the Colonel in his office, bruised and battered. Jack knew that sometimes ego's would be challenged and result in things being taken too far.

"Doctor Patrovski informs me that you have a three bruised ribs." Jack looked at Twirl. "A bruised kindney and liver." Turning his attention to Deeds.

Jack paced slightly still trying to wrap his head around it. "Sargeant Dal has a broken jaw, Private Sakro has a fractured eye socket and fracture of the skull." He rubbed his brow, now he wondered if he was going to be told the truth, of which he already knew.

"So.....who's going to tell me what this was all about?" He challenged as he took his seat behind the desk. He was met with only silence as he could see the two were clearly waiting for the other to speak up first. "Anyone? Someone? My patience is not limitless."

"Sparring accident Colonel." Twirl spoke.

"It got out of hand Sir." Deeds quickly followed on.

"I can see that, I'm not blind. What I want to know is why?" Jack asked.

"Heat of the moment Sir." Deeds replied in defence. "As women in a mostly male profession we have to prove constantly that we can keep pace."

"Let me just stop you there, are you seriously going to pull the sexism card on me?" Jack stood up. "I don't care if your a woman or a man when you put that uniform on Private. I treat everyone equally and all I ask is that you do as instructed, when instructed to the best of your damn ability." He had to pull in his anger a bit there. "Now while I commend your ability to do your best at beating ten barrels of hell out of each other I want to know why?"

Silence.

"Ok, then let me in leu of the silence explain." Jack walked to the window. "This is all surrounding Lt. Galming." Jack didn't see a reaction from any of the women so carried on. "It's well known that you both like the man, even I am hearing reports that you both constantly talk about him. It just so happens that Lt. Galming arranged this training session as part of routine training so naturally when you two were paired together it simply fell down to one person beating the other." Jack turned again. "Shall I go on?"

"It's not like that Sir." Twirl spoke.

"Oh....then please, enlighten me." Jack took a seat again.

"It's true that we both like Lt. Galming, but as marines we have to try our best, be at peak performance, for us our last mission could be our last and if we dont push ourselves then we are falling short." Twirl explained.

"Confident words Twirl and in a different situation I would probably agree with you. So far however all you have managed to do is alienate yourselves in the eyes of the troops, put two of my NCO's out of action and done a sound job at wrecking yourselves against each other." Jack paused. "Tell me, was it worth it?"

Silence.

"Thanks to you two morons Lt. Galming has requested transfer, he's blaming himself for what happened and unfortunately because he's an officer while I can refuse he has the right to challenge. So, while you two knuckleheads beat each other up you have both ruined a career with potential. He was due for Captaincy next month and because of your injuries it's been logged in the medical records and his name as the supervising officer. Well done ladies, I hope your bloody proud of yourselves."

"Sir, if we could just expla..."

"NO!...you can't. I have lost an officer, I'm down two NCO's all because you wanted to prove yourself for the affection of the Lt." Jack brushed his hand through his hair. "You are both stripped of rank, report to Major Snyder for reassignment. A letter of reprimand will be entered into your files but let me make this crystal clear to both of you." He stood up again and leaned forward on his desk making sure to look hard at the two bashed up women. "If you slip up again, even so much as a little, you will no longer be welcome to serve under my command on this ship. Do I make myself plainly clear?"

"Yes Sir."

"Crystal Sir."

"Get...out." Jack answered. Both female snapped a salute. "Get..."

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