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Trudy Chacon ([personal profile] hallelujahpilot) wrote2010-09-23 02:13 pm

morning after

She has spent rougher nights; rougher nights in brigs, even. On way less sleep. That doesn't mean she feels any better walking into Quaritch's office, though.

(she's trying to ignore the bruises, and the fact that the damn table caught her right across her ass; she actually succeeds fairly well.)

She was the one who threw the first punch, so she gets to go first.

Lucky her.

[identity profile] not-inkansas.livejournal.com 2010-09-23 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Two weeks in the brig. McKinley's going to get everything I can afford to get him." Chain of command issues be damned, he'll have McKinley's boss in here all day hearing about it if that's what it takes.

Then, quietly, Quaritch smiles. "One other thing, Chacon. Good shot." That shouldn't even be audible outside of the office, and so help him if Trudy says anything to anyone about it. "Dismissed."

[identity profile] not-inkansas.livejournal.com 2010-09-23 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
Quaritch returns the salute, and then makes a note to call Geology for a long chat.