Dressing Down

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As the landing party stopped for a couple of minutes, Audraya sat, sipping some water from one of the ration bottles. Escape and Evasion were difficult enough, but the dress black uniform skirt and gogo boots made for an even trickier time. It also didn't help that two of her officers hadn't bothered to listen to either herself or T'Aral, and right now the CAG was paying the price for it. Time to get serious.

 

Motioning for the healthy and walking wounded to her position, she glared at each and every one of them. “Alright folks. Playtime is over,” she all but growled. “We have an unknown enemy, with an unknown number of forces and equipment chasing after us. We're cut off from communications with both the Creek and the nascent Wei government. And you're acting like a bunch of cadets on a summer hike in Yosemite. This is escape and evasion. This is the real deal, not SERE School at Fairchild SFB.

 

“From now on, T'Aral's acting XO; sorry Doc but you've got the medical experience for the wounded. You follow her orders to the letter. If she tells you to jump, you ask how high. She speaks with my authority. We've got assorted injured, some serious, some not.

 

“Silk, you should know better when it comes to listening to a senior officer. You've got a member of your team seriously injured, and carrying him like a ruck is not doing his injury any good.

 

“Jed, I ordered you to grab the litter with Silk and carry Mrkath. And you ignored a direct order from your now commanding officer. Ensign Akade can manage on her own, even with the concussion right now.

 

“Now, the two of you will find me two branches, about 2 meters long, and about as straight as possible. If you have to hack them down from a tree, do so. You'll then strip out of your uniform jackets, and turn them inside out, placing the branches through them and their sleeves, making a litter out of them. And you will carry that litter, until either we're rescued, captured, or dead.

 

“Before you ask why can't Tifa do it, she's on point. Simply because she's got Innogen's tricorder, and not because we're dating. Why can't I do it? I'm covering our rear. Akade's got a concussion, but is apparently stable enough to carry a phaser. T'Aral and Innogen are carrying the Captain.

“Now jump to it you two, or I will kick your ass up and down every corridor and Jefferies tube on the ship, regardless of what martial arts skill you possess. Do I make myself clear?”