Marine Mast

Posted on Sun Mar 1st, 2020 @ 2:53am by Company Sergeant Major Jeffery "The Mountain" Duval & Major Daisy Rohr-McKnight
Edited on on Sun Mar 1st, 2020 @ 2:53am

Mission: Mission 33: Losing the Peace
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 0930Hrs - May 20th, 2391

Duval regarded the Major as she sat behind her desk as he handed her a PADD. "The damages sustained by the bar.. thanks to your jarheads." he sighed. "Mr Hurd was running his mouth.." he sighed

"Oh, I don't need this." Daisy cried. "I'm too pregnant to kick anyone's ass. Just out off curiosity, who threw the first punch? Was it Olga?"

"No... The Admiral threw the first punch.."

"Jake Yamaguchi!" Daisy was shocked. "why the hell did he do that?"

"Because Private Hurd told him to quit whining about ancient battles... he was talking about the Battle of Coridan.." Duval sighed. "Vaal here showed amazing restraint. However someone smashed her beer and provoked her."

Daisy looked up Private Hurd on the PADD. "Oh for the love of all things holy! Hurd is the new sapper." Daisy was both surprised and a little frightened.

"Yes... I saw..." he paused. "Don't you miss Tienn?." he inquired. "That hot little marine sapper you kept around.." he sighed as he looked at Olga. "But you... got your ass kicked girl... what do you have to say for yourself?"

"There were four of them." Olga informed Duval. "If the four of them couldn't kick me ass then they should have been chaptered out of the Marines."

"But two of them kicked your ass... I never seen Fives lose it so badly..." Duval commented. "I've known that guy a long time...and he mashed up Hurd...I mean he damm near killed that guy.."

"I was also drunk." Olga added. "One of them should have been able to kick my ass. They need remedial training."

"Fives really do that?" Daisy asked. "That guy needs serious help."

Duval raised an eyebrow. "Fives is also a Shaolin Monk... He's been trained to take on multiple bad guys... He's a walking death threat..." the massive Sergeant Major explained, clearly very serious which in itself was saying something.

"Okay, you've told me that an Admiral threw the first punch, one of my guys is in sickbay, and that one of my own NCOs decided to fight her own platoon." Daisy stated. "Does that sum it up Sergeant Major and exactly what do you want me to do?"

"Yep, correct on all counts Daisy." Duval responded. "I want you to promote her... or at the very least keep her chevrons." he commented evenly "She only broke one barstool, Hurd.. that fucking reject broke two tables and four stools, if I could... I'd demote him past private back to... target dummy.." he sighed. "On a side note. no more marines are permitted in the Green Dragon... except special occasions... Fives is also banned too."

Daisy had a sour look on her face. "And is this ban permanent or temporary?" Daisy asked.

"For now... temporary, two months..." he commented. "Daisy, if I carry on letting people break things in the Green Dragon, then I'll be out of business inside three months... Now the people are coming along, I've had far fewer fights recently..."

Daisy nodded her head. "I understand. The four marines will be dealt with."

"Alright.." Duval responded. "Would you mind if I ....borrowed them to help clean up their mess for a time?" he inquired.

"I can give you all except Hurd. He is still in recovery." Daisy told Duval.

"Thats fine by me." Duval smiled. "Thank you." he paused. "Hurd has a lifetime ban from the Green Dragon though.. I can't have people picking fights... even if the Admiral throws the first punch.."

"Understood." Daisy replied. "Again, I apologize for the way the Marines acted. Unless there is anything else, I'll head back to our armory and send the three back up."

"No.. thats all." Duval rose to his feet. "Thanks for your time."