Cooler time

[arrow_of_apollo]

The official notice reads:

NOTICE OF DISCIPLINARY ACTION

COLONIAL FLEET

Judge Advocate General's Office

In light of the findings of Major Lee Adama, and in accordance with the discretion granted by the Commanding Officer, the following summary punishment(s) are hereby meted out:

For various counts of violating Colonial Fleet military regulations (please see attached notes for specifics), the following are hereby ordered to report to the brig immediately, and are to be detained for a period of no more and no less than seventy-two hours:

CREWMAN SPECIALIST CALLY TYROL
LIEUTENANT SHARON AGATHON
LIEUTENANT ANASTASIA DUALLA

Provisions will be made for the care of Specialist Tyrol's and Lieutenant Agathon's children by their respective spouses.

Signed,
Major Lee Adama, CFR
Under authority of Colonial Fleet Command.

Off the record: there's the end of it, all right? You have three days. Sit down, cool off, and I don't want to hear about this again.

OOC: So there you go. While I, the mun, have found the whole process fascinating, as I'm sure you all have, the Major here on the other hand, has decided that the best idea is to send 'em all to hack and be done with it (thanks for the idea and thumbs up from Bill!mun). Kudos to all for some very interesting stuff.

Comments

[cpo-galen-tyrol.livejournal.com]

So say we all.

[locked to the husbands]

We're okay, right?

[arrow-of-apollo.livejournal.com]

[Locked]

*sighs* First round at Joe's is on me.

[cpo-galen-tyrol.livejournal.com]

[locked]

Respectfully, sir?

My deckhand set this thing in motion. First round's on me.

I wonder what they'll do in there with just each other and the Six and Captain Kelly as company.

*makes tracks to the bar* I'll meet you two there.

[number-eight.livejournal.com]

Yes, sir.

[Locked]

I knew this would happen. Tell Helo to bring Hera to visit me, please, sir?

[arrow-of-apollo.livejournal.com]

[Locked]

I'm sure he's planning it, Lieutenant, but I'll mention it.

[dirty-cally.livejournal.com]

Yes, sir.

This won't happen again. You have my word.

[locked to Dee]

Dee, I'm sorry.

[locked to Athena]

I... I'm not really sure what to say. I didn't want this to happen. I just wanted to explain myself, sir.

[locked to Apollo and the Admiral]

I don't want to push my luck, but Lieutenant Agathon's already missed so much time with her daughter, sirs. Isn't there something you could do?

[arrow-of-apollo.livejournal.com]

[Locked]

I'm sure the Lieutenant will be well able to make do.

[personanongaeta.livejournal.com]

Don't suppose, sir, that Lt. Dualla could be allowed to work while in the brig? With the Captain taking care of his daughter and Colonel Tigh....indisposed again, we're shorthanded.

[arrow-of-apollo.livejournal.com]

If there are any particular critical duties that are required of any of them, if their respective CO's let me know, we'll see what might need to be done. Thanks for the heads-up on that, Lieutenant.

[cpo-galen-tyrol.livejournal.com]

*snorts* If Cally thinks she's getting out of diaper patrol... Nick's too young for the brig to traumatize him. Provided they're not all in the same cell as the Cylon...

Lieutenant, draw up a list of what needs to be done in CIC and send it down to me. I'll see if I can get some of my people up there. It'd be a nice change of pace, working in CIC.

[locked to Gaeta]

Just out of curiosity, and you can tell me to shut the hell up and mind my own business, but why Tigh and not me?

[personanongaeta.livejournal.com]

[locked to Chief Tyrol]

Are you planning to go to work obviously intoxicated on a regular basis, Chief? Because if you are, then the Colonel's become a trendsetter.

[cpo-galen-tyrol.livejournal.com]

[locked to Lieutenant Gaeta]

I just mean, it wasn't just him in that room. I'm glad to have whatever it is... forgiveness, acceptance, friendship... and I know I have no right to take up for the Colonel. But if you could have seen exactly what he was forced to sacrifice...

He seemed to getting on with everything for a while, but that frakking trial knocked him down again. I'd like five minutes in a locked room with whoever told that traitor's lawyer about Mrs. Tigh. Had no bearing on the real issues, just as the President's former and current use of medical treatments didn't. Makes me sick that it worked.

The chief of the hangar deck drunk on duty? Do me a favor and shoot me if that ever happens.

[unlocked]

[personanongaeta.livejournal.com]

[locked to Chief Tyrol]

When the Colonel stops reporting to the CIC teetering and reeking of alcohol, I'll be glad to take his sufferings into account, Chief. We have a job to do. This is a battlestar, not a cocktail party.

[stuck-in-cic.livejournal.com]

Yes, sir.

[personanongaeta.livejournal.com]

[locked to Dualla]

I tried, Dee, but I think you're stuck in there. I'll bring you my copy of Sanmartin's Moons Over Aerolon.

[stuck-in-cic.livejournal.com]

[locked to Gaeta]

I deserve it. *smiles quickly* Thanks, Felix. I appreciate it.