Extreme RP

[commodus dominus]

"RUBBISH" I roared "An officer’s first duty is the well being of his men. You need to learn to serve that above your pride. So no, you will listen to your review JUST LIKE YOU ARE."

I took a deep breath and grabbed her bodily and pushed her into the comm station chair.

"First, when there are lives at stake speed is of the essence. I’ve gotten under a nun’s habit faster than you dealt with the test. When you get to the controls the first thing you do is to determine what the emergency is not stare at them as if you had never seen them before.”

"Second, when you fail at your assigned task the fault is yours, not anyone else. If you are incompetent and cannot use the controls you say “Captain I cannot use the controls!” not “Captain...I think there's something wrong with the controls!" This is a goddamn emergency drill! In a real one if you sit there and whine like a snobby bitch people will die.”

"Third, when speaking to a superior officer always refer to him with respect. When aboard a vessel a captain is the absolute authority, petty threats are meaningless. It is this understanding that keeps the navy from going to the dogs. So you do as you are told and learn to take anything you are dished out. Your duty is more important than your personal pride. Your sad pathetic attempts at blackmailing me won’t help and neither will Senator McKenzie.

I then paused for a few moments and stepped back. Then with a calmer tone of voice I said “Now let’s see that’s one black mark for failing the test, one for insubordination and one” I said with an sly smile “appearing before a superior officer in an unfit state of dress.”

I took a further step back and leaned against the bulkhead, my smile growing “And that’s it for you. Three black marks and you fail the training; you are out and will have to face a disciplinary hearing for your actions. Oh and your precious senator can’t do much to help you with this.”

Almost have you bitch. I thought to myself. I gave her a minute to absorb the news.
“Or” I said slowly “we do this the old fashioned way. The punishment tailored to fit the crime.”
“For insubordination, 12 strokes with the cane in full view of the crew.
For failure to complete the assigned task, one week hard labour.
And for excessive pride you will spend from now till the end of your punishment in your current state of attire.”

I paused for a moment to savor the shock on her face. “I will give you a pass grade on the test and you will have no black marks.”

“So what will it be” I say softly “an ignominious return home where you will be dismissed without benefits or have you got more guts than I gave you credit for.”