[h2][center][color=fff200]Lieutenant Mika Delouse[/color][/center][/h2]

Lieutenant Mika Delouse was alone in the storage room, nervously tapping his foot and pacing around the room, quietly mumbling to himself, [color=fff200]"I-i-insub-b-bordiante li-little shit... I shou-shou-shhhh-shssh-... gotta court marshal him... y-yea tha-tha-thats what I wa-wa-wa-need to do...",[/color] Delouse was quietly ranting to himself about the most recent addition to his men, Privat First class O'Connor. He had been sent to the outpost not to long ago and was causing his CO and undue amount of stress and anxiety. He was an insubordinate deserter and it showed. He and Delouse had clashed several times now over seemingly petty issues, turning into shouting matches. While the Private could handle these no problem, his CO had a condition that meant these 'fights' were causing him to... essentially relapse slightly. More than once he had had to catch himself about to start stuttering or even more serious changes in his speech... it was a big change and wasn't treating the CO very well.

He would need a little extra help, at least for awhile until he adjusted to the new private. To that end he had asked Corporal Craster, the teams medic, to meet him here just after Private Webley's watch had ended. He needed her to analyze him, and decide what else he needed be it medication, distraction, councelling or some other thing... he needed to do something though. Keeping his condition a secret was hard enough without O'Connor excaserbating the issue with his antagonistic attitude towards his superiors. Hopefully the medic could help Delouse... she had proved more than friendly so far, but this was the first time his condition actually showed any signs of beating his medication even slightly.

[color=fff200]"Fu-fu-ffff-ff-ffuck-fucking O-o--O'Connor... I-I-I c-c-ccccccan't get rid of the b-b-bas-bastard... g-g-go-go-gonna... f-fuck m-m-m-me. Whe-whe-where is -c-c-c-c-corporal C-c-c-cc-cra-craster."[/color], she had yet to arrive and he had no idea why... was she sleeping? He needed her now... befoore someone else could walk in... he hoped.

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