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Post by Mierin on Apr 24, 2006 17:07:55 GMT -5
Sam follows Marianna into the hallway and leads her a little ways from the door, as to try to avoid having the others listen in on their conversation. Once the door is shut, she turns to Mary and says quietly, "Well? Can you work with Shep or can't you? If you feel that, for whatever reason, you are not able to I'd like you to speak up now. There's no shame in admitting there are people you just can't work with. But if you tell me that you can work with him, then I expect to you be the professional you claim to be." At this point, Sam's frustration starts to show as she continues, "I'm sick and tired of having to referee the two of you while you bicker like spoiled children trying to get the last piece of chocolate." Sam leans up against the wall, crossing her arms underneath her chest. "And yes, before you answer, I give you permision to speak freely." Sam falls quiet and waits for Mar's answer.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 24, 2006 17:15:47 GMT -5
Mary takes a deep breath before continuing. "I have no choice. I have been tasked to the region. And, quite honestly, if he weren't so... such a boy." She sighs. "And if I weren't such a kid. I'll behave. Or, at least, I won't start anything." Mary stops and thinks for a minute. "Yeah. Look, I'm over him. It's just things were tense. And I don't think he's not interested in me. Which makes things tenser. But, like I said, I'll work with him and I'll be a good little girl."
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Post by Mierin on Apr 24, 2006 17:24:36 GMT -5
Sam shakes her head at Mar, "You always have a choice Sgt, never forget that. You may not like the choice you have to make, but you always have one." Sam stands up straight as she nods "Very well. I will trust your decision. I expect you to keep your word." Sam then heads back into the room where the others are waiting and says to the Colonel, "I think we can make this work Colonel." She then takes her seat and falls quiet, as she waits for futher instructions.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 24, 2006 20:29:52 GMT -5
Mariana quietly resumes her seat.
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Post by dakota on Apr 24, 2006 20:46:40 GMT -5
Wallace nods. " Very well. If you have no other questions, you folks are on stand down. Enjoy it while you can." As they start to leave the debriefing, the Colonel calls out. " Carson , if I can have a moment." shep nodded and hung back.
The corporal that had led them from the hangar waited in the corridor. " This way folks." He led them back to the elevator and took them down a floor. " the dormitories are on level 4, along with rec facilities and the mess hall. The infirmary and all support services are up on level two. You,ve seen levels one and three. If you need anything, ask one of the maitenance staff." The door opened and he led them down the main corridor and branched off at a sub hallway. " Your rooms are marked and your things have been brought down from the surface. Good day folks. " He saluted Sam and departed, leaving them to their own devices.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 24, 2006 21:00:18 GMT -5
"Well, if it's OK with the rest of you, I need a shower and some sleep." Mariana says, yawning.
And, she turns and heads for the room with her name on it, starting to unbuckle her armour as she goes.
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Post by Mierin on Apr 24, 2006 21:05:02 GMT -5
Sam nods quietly at Mar as she leaves. Turning to the others, she tells them "I'll be in my room if anyone needs me." With that, she turns around and heads to her room. Closing the door, she is happy to see her belongings sitting on the bed and quickly changes into more comfortable clothes (t-shirt and jogging pants) and, after moving her bag, lays down on the bed relaxing.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 25, 2006 7:35:19 GMT -5
After getting cleaned up, Mary, in her cactus shirt and some cargo fatigues, makes her way to the recreation facilities.
Grinning, she finds the punching bag and , upon finding some tape, starts having her way with it.
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Post by dakota on Apr 26, 2006 14:51:27 GMT -5
From where she lay, Sam could here a sucession of door's slamming, and could figure which members of her squad it was. Lobo and Rhys down the corridor further. Ellie acrossed from her. Dyson a few doors up. after a few minutes, someone approached her door and knocked. " Luietenant Fraser? I was asked to let you know that the bodies of your fallen soldiers has arrived." A sunken voice called through the dormitory walls. At the same time, she heard someone else talking to Rhys , and caught the word "transfer".
The bag offered little resistance to the abuse it was taking until a big man in cs jogging suit leaned against it, halting it's swinging. " You look like you've got alot of frustration to work out. I'd hate to know who's face you're picturing on this bag." He smiled, but there was something in his eyes that told her that this was more than a helping hand with her workout.
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Post by Mierin on Apr 26, 2006 15:47:15 GMT -5
Sam sighs quietly to herself. Sitting up, she says "Thank you" to the voice through the door. Upon hearing the word 'transfer' Sam covers her face with her hands, glad to be alone as she was really feeling frustrated. She stands up and opens the door to see who is talking to Rhys.
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Post by dakota on Apr 26, 2006 18:22:31 GMT -5
Rhys is in his uniform, talking to another Luietenant, one Sam didn't recognize. " I'm sure we'll get along just fine, Sergeant O'Neill. Trassk gave you pretty high praise."
Rhys scowled. " And where is Shep so I can thank him."
The LT thumbed over his shoulder. " He said something about some old friends being brought home. He was even in uniform. " he chuckled. " Last time I saw him in dress uniform was at an award presentation."
The LT and Rhys both turned to face Sam. " Guess you heard LT? I' just got shifted to Luietenant Norris' squad to be his new XO since you've got Smith."
Lt. Norris shrugged. " sorry, I don't write the orders." He held out a hand in friendship. " Thomas Norris."
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Post by Mierin on Apr 26, 2006 18:37:11 GMT -5
Sam nods at Rhys "I did hear. I'm sorry to see you go, you're a good soldier Rhys."
Turning to the other Lt, Sam shrugs "I know. Transfers happen all the time." Sam shakes his hand "Samantha Fraser, nice to meet you."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 26, 2006 18:43:11 GMT -5
Mary wipes the sweat off her brow, and resumes punching... this time focusing on the rhythm, trying to time a TK hit with her fists for extra oomph. "Then you won't mind if you tell me about it." She counters. "And, no, I'm not interested, so you can shelve that right now." She says, guessing what his look means.
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Post by dakota on Apr 26, 2006 18:54:16 GMT -5
" That wasn't what I had in mind." The smiled faded as Mar pounded the bag as he fished an ID from his trousers. " Inspector Travers, ISS. I understand you've just returned from some time in the field with a Sargeant Trassk. I've got a few questions for you concerning him."
" Nice to meet you too. " Thomas replied. " Col. Wallace told me you folks had a rough one. Sorry we were'nt in the field yet. Could have given you a hand."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Apr 26, 2006 19:03:01 GMT -5
"You may ask any question you wish." Mary says, punching again, in rhythm, timing another TK hit on the bag.
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