SD240506.16 CO Duty Log, BGen Bretam Keylor

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Date(s): 2005-06-16

== Captains quarters== It had been several days since his 'talk' with Jack. He knew the cursory punishment he had handed out was not going to impact Jack much, but it was a start. Some how, some way Keylor had to get through to Know Jack, to get through to him and form at least a working understanding. Keylor wanted to give Jack a few days to stew over the almost seeming less punishment, but after having to restore limited command code access to Jack so he could still function as the Oda Co; limited to the oda office and only the necessary systems he needed, he figured Jack was probably sitting in his office laughing at Keylor apparently futile gesture. But that was then, now it was time for Keylor to take it to the next level. Keylor once had a drill sergeant that liked to make you march everywhere for punishment. The drill sergeant used to always say "It is good for the constitution and you have plenty of time to think, with a 60 pound pack strapped to your back". This would be Keylor's next move. He tapped on the consol embedded in to his desk and started scrolling through the holodeck programs. It took him 15 minutes before he finally found one to his liking. This particular program was a 20 th century tour of a north American military base, Fort McClellan. It was in the part of the Americas called Alabama and at the foot hills of the mountain range called the Appalachia' s. There on the base were two features of note, Little Bangs and big bangs. They were hills, well one of them was a hill, the other a mountain. Both had paved roads going up them. Little bangs was a 1000 meter climb at a 20 degree slope from horizontal. Keylor figured this would barely make jack break a sweat. But Big bangs was another story. Big bangs was a 3 kilometer rise form horizontal at a 35 degree slope, the road winding back and forth, never decreasing below a 25 degree slope at any one time. The road itself was 5 kilometers long. This is what Keylor has decided to bother Jack with. Keylor pulled up the details of Big bangs and pulled the specifications over to a holo program generator. Keylor then sent a message to Jack. Sure he could have called over the comms, but he was not out to make this public, to try to humiliate Jack in front of others. No now it was just between Jack and him. The message read as follows. "Major. You are ordered to meet me at Holodeck 2 at exactly 19:30 hours. Wear a PT uniform." <<ooc: PT is physical training for those who don't know>> Keylor kept the message short and to the point, after his last encounter with Jack, he figured there was no point in elaborating. -- 19:15 hours-- Keylor stood in the holodeck looking at the program the computer had generated. He looked up at the towering mountain and the road that occasionally peeked out form behind the towering fir trees. The air was thick with humidity and the air hot and stale. Keylor smiled, {Good the computer has created the perfect environment, hot, humid, blue skies and sunny, without a could in the sky. This should be absolutely miserable.} he thought. {But it is not complete.} Keylor then called out to the computer. "Computer, create a standard issue field pack, with 60 pounds of exercise weights of inside of it." The computer beeped and a field pack appeared in front of Keylor. {Now for me..What do I want to have?} he thought. "Computer, create one.." He thought for a moment and recalled seeing a strange vehicle in the archive filed. {What was that called?} he wondered. Then it occurred to him. "Computer, create a 20th century Personal All Terrain Vehicle , and ATV" he smiled. Next to him appeared a rather fun looking, four wheeled contraption. {Well this looks fun, and with me circling around Jack all the way up, it might even piss him off.} Keylor wlaked over to the ATV and sat down on it. Since he had a few minutes he figured he would get familiarized with it before Jack showed up. -- A few minutes later -- Jack walked in the door to find Keylor driving the ATV slowly in a figure eight around the field pack. Once Keylro noticed Jack standing there he stopped the ATV and looked at his Chrono. {Good one minute early. At least he still has enough sence to report on time. I was afraid I was going to have to have the computer locate him and site to site transport him here.} he thought. Keylor pointed the field pack on the floor. "Major, Your first task... Carry that to the top of the mountain." He pointed to the pack and then to the top of the mountain. Keylor watched as Jack looked down at the pack, then to the top of the mountain, then back to Keylor. Jack took a second to respond, "Aye sir." He said in a business like tone. Keylor simply sat on the ATV and waited for Jack to pick up the pack. After a moment of silence ( less than 10 seconds) Jack steppe dup to the pack and picked it up. Though Jack never groaned or winced, Keylor thought he could see Jack hesitate slightly as he picked up the pack, apparently taken a bit off gourd at the weight. After putting the pack on his back, Jack started up the road, and the steep climb to the top. Keylor gave Jack a few minutes head start before following along behind him, ready to circle jack all the way to the top. --Some time later - Keylor sat on a lounge chair at the top of the mountain waiting for Jack to finish the last few meters to the little plateau at the top. The ATV Keylor had been driving had long since disappeared and in its place were one lounge chair, a beach umbrella ( properly positioned to shade Keylor) and two ice cold canteens of water, and one rather suspicious looking shovel . Keylor watched as Jack Walked proudly up to Keylor. Within a few steps, Jack stopped. Took the pack off and in an almost defiantly manner, Placed the pack on the ground at his feet. From his shade, Keylor smiled. "Well done Major." He then reached over and tossed a canteen to Jack. Not even waiting for Jack to respond in any way, Keylor pointed to the surrounding area. "This is a bivouac site. But there is a problem; I don't see a field latrine anywhere. I would not bivouac a troop of adolescent boys here with out a proper field latrine." Keylor looked back at Jack who was finishing a drink of the water. "Since you seem so fond of finding ways to place waste, I thought you would be the perfect person for this job." He pointed to the shovel. " Dig me a latrine pit, 5 feet deep. By 5 feet wide and as wide as your shoulders." Keylor instructed. Jack closed the top of the canteen and looked over to the shovel. Taking a good look at the shovel he then looked back at Keylor. "Aye sir." Came his reply, not as strong or as convicted as earlier, but not showing any signs of breaking. Jack then slowly walked over to the shovel and pulled it out of the dry clay. He then set the canteen down, turned his back to Keylor and then plunged the shovel in to the earth. Without saying a word to Jack, Keylor watched from his chair in the shade. After the 4th shovel of earth was moved, Keylor called out. "Computer. Replicate a tall glass, with two cubes of ice and 8 ounces of whiskey." Keylor then held out his hand the computer materialized the request in his hand. Though he was not watching Jack, Keylor could have sworn the rhythmic sound of Jack shoveling had skipped a beat. Taking a finger, Keylor stirred the whiskey and ice, making sure to clink the ice cubes as loud as he could. ===End Log== Bgen Bretam Keylor Captain