== /\ USS Chimera /\ == Jack sat at his desk, the repair crews had come in and begun patching up the ODA offices in their usual efficient way, you had to admire that on some level, even if you thought that the people doing it were the most uninteresting people ever to cross your path, but then he thought that about anyone who wasn't a naked woman. Sitting deeper in the chair he yawned slightly as he reviewed over a transfer form for Lieutenant McKnight. Bragg was recalling him from the Chimera and assigning him elsewhere. It was something that Jack didn't agree with personally, he didn't like anyone of his team being moved without his say so. But then Jack was just a Captain, he was a peon in a vast organisation of burocrats. They told him where to go and who to shoot and he did it. It was a sinful relationship between him and the Forces, he wasn't required to do too much thinking and they kept him around. After all, he was out here for a reason. He'd never find his brother sitting at home drinking and womanising. At least here he could drink and womanise and enjoy the thrill of battle. Possibly a contradiction in terms, but there was something about holding your life in your own hands, making your own destiny and all that waffle that Jack quite liked. With McKnight out of the picture he needed a second in command. He didn't really want to upset things too much for the time being so he had cleared it with Commander Guzman to bump Garry Williams upto Assistant Commander of the ODA on a provisional basis until he or Special Forces Command found a better replacement, giving Gary's performance on the previous mission Jack didn't know a better man for the Job, even if Williams did seem to develop a penchant for getting knocked out. The chime on his office rang through his ears and he called for the two men to come in. Williams and Cortez stood fast in front of Jacks desk. Standing he circled the two men finally resting in front of them. They both still stood fast at attention. "Private Cortez" Jack began. "I'll make this short, because I'm not your mommy. Things in the ODA are getting a slight reshuffle and I'm moving you upto the Senior Weapons Specialist. You need a rank befitting such a position and therefore I hereby promote you to the rank of Lance Corporal, effective immediately. Do you accept the rights and responsibilities associated with this position and rank?" Jack asked. "Sir, Yes Sir!" Cortez barked back, typical marine. "Then its done." he said reaching at the Privates Collar and replacing it with the Lance Corporal insignia. "I want a complete inventory of the ODA's weapons on my desk by 0700 hours tomorrow morning along with a list of damage and repair details that you will personally oversee." "Yes sir!" he replied again. "Further more." He began again. "Petty Officer Williams, I need an ODA Assistant Commander, and for the time being you're it. Make no mistake you'll have to fight this position and make no mistake I'll enjoy watching. I want you to work out some drills with Corporal Cortez and have them on my desk for the day after. There is a reason there aren't loads of shops on Bragg gentlemen, this isn't a pleasure boat and I am not about to sit around whilst you lot get soft and lazy whilst we await assignment! Dismissed!" Jack barked. The two men filed out straight away and Jack smiled after they had left. He kinda liked doing things like that, especially when they've worked hard to earn it. He was glad that these two men had been assigned to him, it made things a hell of a lot easier. Adding his thumb print to a few PADDs he set them down in the out tray and headed out of the ODA offices to see what trouble he could get himself into on the station. Although, not actual trouble though. The SSF didn't take kindly to officers making a scene. === Marine Captain Walsh ODA Commander USS Chimera, SSF.