| Jilleen Adel Simmons ( @ 2007-12-29 02:50:00 |
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Disappointment
Finally after going through all the sign out sheets and accounting for other classified secret plans and procedures in the safes. Jilleen had some comfort in the knowledge that there seem to be no missing documents, but what had been leaked had been a copy.
“Frak,” she said under her breath as she sat at her desk alone in her office with the door closed. Her level of anxiety was high, but none would have seen it on her face. She was good of keeping such things inside.
In the last hour, the offices that made up her department for planning and training had been locked down by armed marines, once Commander Burk had been informed of the breech. No one was going to leave until everything and everyone had been accounted for since they started the review a couple of days earlier. She had terrorized a few who had been found cutting corners or did not take this as serious as she did.
Even though her operations department was technically attached to the Admiral’s flag since the consolidation of the battlestar staffs, she and those she managed were members of his crew. Jilleen had known Burk since he had been an instructor at Gladius Cross when she was a cadet there. He was well liked by all the cadets back then, and he was well liked by his crew. The last thing you would want to do was see Burk angry, as he was then in her office shortly after PO2 Kook was locked up.
Jake, Burk, and she expected that Admiral Sinclair as well, were all very upset about her department’s blunder and her lapse of responsibility. Ever since her name had been written into the cadet scrolls after completing Plebe Camp at her academy, she had pushed herself everyday to impress those that expected her to be the best. It was probably why she had been driven in her career and was on the promotion list for Major before her peers prior to the start of the war. It was expected of her, she was the daughter of the a once great Governor of Aerilon.
Now they were going to know the truth, that she had been a fraud, that it all had been an act. This was her greatest fear. And some frakking self righteous Petty Officer betrayed her and left her exposed. What would have happen if those outside in those civilian ships had know about the full extent of the selection program and her part in it. Or if it had been battle plans passed on to the Cylons, it would have most likely cost lives.
Too many awful possibilities. All too terrible to image, and that only made her anxiety grow worst. Remembering the scores of lifeless bodies she had seen in the aftermath on the ground. She closed her eyes for a moment and took in a deep breath of air.
She had to treat the anxiety. Jilleen reached for the side arm that she carried on her belt, but instead of taking out her weapon, she unsnapped a small pouch, and took out a pen size flashlight. She unscrewed the end cap and then tapped the flashlight on her open palm to catch a green pill which drop out of the hollow tube end. Quickly, she popped the pill into her mouth and then swallowed it down.
It should be enough to calm her down and get her through the rest of the day.