”I never asked them to, I don’t need their help especially when this is what they consider helping!” She said indicating the cell she was currently in with it clear that she was less than impressed to be there ”...I’d sooner they left me the hell alone!... I’m just so sick of being betrayed by the people I thought I could trust” she quietly responded before turning to once again stare up at the ceiling as she laid on the bed.

Roy nodded.  "Funny, I don't remember Abby ever asking you to step up for her...but that never stopped you from trying."  He stood up, then paused.

"Maybe instead of spending so much time bitching and moaning, you should try looking around and thinking about who's had your back consistently for the last year or two.  I mean, they could have let you go on your bender...then you'd have ended up on Stefi's radar again, and I seem to remember her warning of some pretty intense consequences if she ever found out you fell off the wagon."

He picked up the chair.  "Booze is like an abusive lover...hates it when you turn to anyone else, does everything it can to alienate you from everyone else who would help and support you, convinces you that it's the only one who gives a damn while it proceeds to completely fuck up your life.  We're gonna give you a little time to think about that...to consider whether you want to give your bitch-sister the satisfaction of knowing that she really did manage to destroy at least one Hermes pilot, and not only destroy your faith in your blood-family, but also the family you chose here.  If you still think you're better off with a bottle than with the Hermes, at that point, I'll give you all the booze you can drink...and turn you over to Stefi and let everything run its course.  Right now, there's only a handful of people who know you stumbled...and it's still off the books.  Whether it stays that way depends on whether you manage to get your head out of your ass and back on your shoulders again."

Despite the coarse word choice, his tone was quiet, and concerned...and disappointed, rather than disapproving.  He walked back down the hall with the chair.

"Nobody hears she's in there without my approval.  Got it?" he said to everyone on duty.  He looked at Lippen, and added, "And no one else talks to her without my say-so...ESPECIALLY Will or Stefi."  He shook his head, adding, "Last thing Will needs right now is to hear her go off about not trusting anyone.  He can talk to her after she manages to un-fuck her head."

He looked around the room, making sure everyone was clear on just how serious he was about this.  "On the record, no one is in that cell right now.  She sorts herself out, and it stays that way.  Don't do anything that forces us to change the record."

And with that, he turned and walked out, trying to use the walking time to screw on some kind of pleasant exterior before he got to the Rec Deck.

Upon hearing Roy's comment about her stepping up for her sister even though she hadn't asked her to, Harry would awkwardly shift on the bed "Yeah...well...she's my baby sister I'm supposed to look out for her" she quietly responded, knowing that it was just as much the feeling that she'd failed as a sister that was hurting her as her sisters betrayal.

She would silently listen to the rest of what Roy had to say to her, not really having anything to say in response to what he was telling her because deep down she knew he was right. Booze wasn't the answer, though from where she was sitting kicking that into touch would be far easier than placing her trust in someone again.

  Abby was    singing   an Old   English nursery  rhyme  in her   cell .

  Hey?... Sister of Mine.. yer missin' out on the party?.... yer  Boy friend  ain't here no more?.. wonder what he's doin' 'bout now?

 Silencio!...   Maria  snapped.

With her time in the cell passing as quickly and as painlessly as the one hundred years war, Harry would lie on the bed and stare up at the ceiling, patiently awaiting the moment that they would let her out. No doubt after another lecture on drinking and how it doesn't help and how she should find a healthier coping mechanism for her problems.

Hearing the sound of her sisters voice calling from the next door cell Harry would give a derisive snort in reply to her questions knowing that had she not been in this cell that she wouldn't be at the party anyway and had no intention of attending should she get out of this cell before it finished. Nor was she overly concerned about Will, after all seeing as her last boyfriend had been an EDT spy then why couldn't her current boyfriend not be one also? or any of her friends for that matter? After all they had very conveniently got her locked up.

As much as a way to annoy her sister...and SEC for that matter, as to relieve the boredom of being locked up, Harry would begin singing to herself in a voice that would easily carry to SEC's main office, with the fact that she could actually sing meaning that it was probably nowhere near as annoying as she hoped it would be.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?...Z4&start_radio=1

  Abby was laughing, she   walked over to the end of her  cell  that was close to Harry's.

  ..You are a ripe on aren't you? You Know Daddy liked  our sister best..don'tcha...i mean..if we really ..ARE... her Sisters?... I mean. sooo many  parties..you
 know?..have to wonder if you are a real sister...if  I am..or  if   neither..or  either?  she burst out laughing.

nothin' like  comin' down fer a bisket an' tea   and  fine a pair of strangers in robes  sittin' at the table... and the Ladies  lookin' all red faced...

 ..'course.. you weren't about for  most of that, was ya?..no ...no..you were  tryin' to make  a 'statement'..we'ren't ya now?

 screwed  me right an' proper. I couldn't get into  anythin'..'cause  of the  way ya  crashed an' burned... bad risk  and all that. 'course, didn't  stop them from askin' daddy fer creds

 don't matter none, much. Maris   threw creds at me.. if it meant  bein' on me back fer the old gabber, it  was worth it...angel food an' all

 she  acted   real conspiratorial.....Maris..  he's a right  smart fellow... settin' me up fer Shadow to sign me on..knowin' what he  knew 'bout the  LC... LC is pretty smart  his own self, but  figured  things too late..an' yer  just 'elpin' us out.. you keep cryin'  'Arry..... cause  Maris?.. 'e 'ad that figured too!

"Yeah You're right, he is pretty smart...he even found some dumb girl with daddy issues to take the fall for him, though perhaps he should found someone a little more competent because lets face it as enemy agents go you were truly shit, I mean I don't know what your mission was but you fucked it up good and proper" Harry responded in a cold emotionless voice, not even bothering to get up off of the bed "not that it really matters anyway...because come the morning they will let me out with a slap on the wrist, and execute you, if you're lucky they'll just toss you out the static field like Dixie but I wouldn't hold my breath, Shadow can be a right sadistic bastard when he's pissed off" she said in the same cold voice. She wasn't gloating or trying to scare her, she was just stating the facts of what was going to happen.

After pausing long enough for what she'd said to sink in Harry would once again start singing to herself "I met a gin soaked, bar room queen in Memphis..."

  Abby made a snorting sound,..Don't  know  why i couldn't bed the bastard?..Maybe he likes boys?... That was the big thing, you know...right?.. getting  into  bed  with Shadow... and a day or two later..no more Shadow..Almost got  Will too... tried  to share a drink with him on  Uden...that brainless  twat 'Iggins?  screwed the whole thing up... Then I got sick  on Uden, or we'd not have ta worry about the LC, or  the SM  and some of them  Chav Slags  and Tossers that follow him about... I coulda  been set up right nice...

yeah that must be it Harry thought to herself as Abby bemoaned not being able to bed Shadow or anyone else for that matter. She would try and ignore Abby’s ramblings about the various plans that had fallen through for one reason or another for a few minutes before finally snapping at her ”For fucks sake! Are you going to talk bollocks all night? Shut up! I don’t care!”she said, equally cursing the Gava for bringing her back to the Hermes and Lizzy for getting her locked up ...oh and while we’re at it you weren’t sick, I drugged you, you’re welcome!”

  WOT?  tHE  9 'ELLS  YOU SAY!... YOU WE'RE  NEAR ME.. then she lowered her voice,

 ..you ruined the   chance i 'ad?... Ya know i couldn't had  me own Flight...9 'ells, my own ship...

An evil grin spread across Harry’s face in response to her sister’s shocked response ”at least one of us is a half decent agent... and you can drop that bullshit about getting a flight I was in that courtyard remember? You would never have survived it... though it seems I wasted my time” She said ending with a weary sigh.

  Maria  came in,  and tapped on  each  rooms   door a try with a sandwich, warm tea  and a brownie   was slip  through the  food  slot on the  floor of the   wall to the right of the door.

 .. You?... Traitor  Bitch?.. you will be taken up to send off  in chains...

 in  a little softer  tone, Maria  said,Harry, you will be released 30 minutes   before Send off...Admiral says  you may attend  or  not. If I understand  right...a little after the Send off , Shore  leave starts  and you are to go down to the surface.

 ..wot 'bout me then?

 Maria  smiled,..the LC has plans for you..you have betrayed  his Trust..and  what is worse..you betrayed the Hermes ..at least  2 times?..I understand The LC  and Captains  Morris and Si will be going over   the last few   battles  on your Gun Cam  disc..questions might pop up, like EN  Betty Fress... she was engaged to Vic Mint.... they didn't want to tell anyone, until  the next time   they reached  Fuji..

 ..the bleedin' tart was a bad   pilot...

 ..if   the reports that come across our  desks   are accurate..you have been warned, on chasing Kills, and leaving comrades  to die....this sheds a bit more light  on..why you did that..si?

When Abby had finally stopped whining and gloating, not that she really had anything to gloat over, Harry had simply lain on the bed so that she faced the wall. With her mind continuing to cycle through the same vicious circles she would find it impossible to sleep, a situation that wasn't helped by the general discomfort she felt about being in a cell.

Hearing the scrape of a tray accompanied by the sound of Maria's voice, Harry would slowly roll off of the bed in order to collect the food she'd been given, because although she didn't much feel like eating she hadn't had a lot to eat all day and it was starting to have an impact on her decidedly low mood "Ok, I'll attend the send off" she quietly replied with her mood having seemingly gone full circle through anger and back to depressed now that the alcohol had pretty much run it's course.

As she slowly ate the ham sandwich without any real enthusiasm she would listen to the exchange taking place between Maria and Abby with it becoming increasingly clear to her that Abby still didn't really understand just how bad of a situation she was in and that there was no light at the end of the tunnel for her. Harry had also long ago reached the conclusion that it was pointless trying to point it out to her and so would remain silent as she continued to slowly eat a sandwich that she wasn't even tasting.

  Nagy came in, his dress Uniform on. Jax , Ellen, and Cora  were already there   shining thier   Pulse  rifles   for  the Honor  guard.

  ..Alright Harry..Up and  at 'em... if you want to   be at the send off, head up to your  quarters  and get cleaned  up.. if not.. Just show up....or stay in your  quarters  until shore  leave...

   Abby looked a bit worried....they said   the bastard  LC  , 'as  somthin' planed for me, 'eh?

  Nagy Punched the  Metaglass, it made  Abby Jump back.....he has somehting  planed . But it will wait until after shore leave... The brass  have to go and  take  care of  another   traitor. as they deal with Adem.....so?.. you'll get around..another Day.... Your'er  coming on the nager dec  for certain..in chains...what they do  with you after that, is above my paygrade..

 He opened the  door to let harry out.

Mutely nodding her head in response to the instructions given to her Harry would step out of the cell, leaving behind the half eaten meal from last night, looking a little worse for wear from alcohol and lack of sleep.

As she made her way towards the exit so as to make herself halfway presentable for the send off, she would pause outside of Abby's cell just long enough to quietly say "Goodbye Abby" in a bleak voice, before carrying on before her sister had chance to respond, making it clear that this would be the last time they would be seeing one another.

With this one small measure of closure between her and sister out of the way, Harry would head out of SEC and straight for the lifts in order to catch a ride up to officers country for a much needed shower and change of clothes, trying her best to ignore the paranoid thoughts within her head.

---> Officers Quarters

---->>> From Non-Com Quarters

 Meari walks into SEC and nods and heads for the checkin desk with her paperwork to finally be official. " Hello I am Sgt. Meari checking in for SEC duty." She will put her disc and paperwork on the desk.

 Lyri looked a bit rough , but smiled Well?  You can grab a desk.. 20 minutes the next shift on the hanger Dec starts. you can take a shift there.

  Beth was busy, smiling. tapping like a mad  woman on her  computer.

 Meari took a desk and did her paperwork and replied," Of course I will take Hanger Dec duty should I have a longarm with me I can get my shotgun if I need it."

Lyri just waves her hand,,,take a pulse rifle from the rack... The Admiral want's pulse weapons , unless there is a boarding threat.

 Meari nodded and said," Yes that does make sense thank you, I will head down and relieve someone on the Hanger Dec, if you need need Comm me, thank you." Meari will give herself a few minutes to get to the hanger dec, she will get a pulse rifle, check and then head for the hanger Dec for duty.

--->>> To Hanger Dec

--FLEX--

Roy checked in briefly with the Duty Officer before proceeding to his quarters.  He sat down, taking a few more moments to think before he started writing.  His keyboard rattled away for several minutes, the tempo of the typing rising and falling with the flow of thoughts, occasional lapses of silence marking the moments where he paused to evaluate what he had said and where he wanted to go from there, or deleting a few words to change directions with what he said.

Finally, satisfied, he dumped the whole thing into an official message to disseminate through proper Corps channels, then looked down at Larry.

"Well...depending on how this winds up playing out, we may not be the only ESN ship with largs on board for very long.  But your cousins should start seeing some big improvements in how they're treated, one way or the other."

---END FLEX--

Roy had been so preoccupied with his missive to the Corps that he'd forgotten Slick's demonstration on the Hangar Deck until he got a comm message asking for support personnel for his new project.  "Great...another power suit.  Because the last few have turned out so well..." he muttered under his breath.  But he keyed his comm, sending a general text comm through the SEC channel--

'A new power-armor test program has started and is in need of eighteen volunteers to help field-test units.  Anyone interested should report to PO Des Grieux in the Mech area on the Hangar Deck.'  With a sigh, he sent it out.  He could see the benefits of such things...when they worked as designed.  He'd also seen a few too many of them fail spectacularly.

 Flex..

 Larry Looked up and  Thumped his  tail

..............

   While  Roy sent out the power Armor Missive, Beth   could be heard  muttering  and taping away.

 Maria peeked in  Roy's office.....SM?.. I ...Think Beth  may be..um... a little too eager  in her  Current  Task...No?

 Meari sends a Comm Text Message to Roy, " SM I am very interested in this Power Armor field testing I would like to volunteer I spoke to Petty Officer Des Grieux, but I am on duty on the Hanger Dec, he said volunteers should head to SEC SM, which i can not at this time. Thank you for your consideration." Meari walked her patrol with her partner and sent the Text Message to Roy.

  The SEC  was  somewhat busy...  volunteers   signed up to check out the  armor from earth.

  then.. the Vid screens changed to Wendy' smiling and   standing there  with  Shadow, The Vid played.. the last thing the CAm caught  was  Shadow   throwing the Mic, like a  Football, then the   Cam  went  black

  Beth stared  at it    screen, like most others  they thought the  beginning  was  a bit  funny.. until the end of the Vid... Beth  Shrieked  like a Banshee...

 Lyri  Stood  up and pounded  desk..maria  swore  in  spanish.. and Nagy   kicked the chair  next to him,

 Shoey came in the  door,..Mother F...... where is she now?  should  we pick her up..WTF are we going to  do  about this!

 Bet   wiped everything she  was doing   so far..she never said a word, but began    tyoing once more.

When Maria commented about Beth working too hard,he glanced over at the Lt briefly.  "Maybe so...you want to be the one to tell her to lay off for a while?  Because I'm sure as hell not doing it..."

He stood there a moment longer before Wendy's video started playing...and his expression darkened as the video became first unflattering and then downright hostile.

When the video stopped, Roy listened to the explosion of reactions, before responding in a cold, tightly controlled voice.  "Sergeant Shoemaker, round up a detail and remove that two-faced bitch from my ship.  Walk her down to the Hangar deck...she can either get a shuttle back to her ship or walk back, her choice.  Beth...I don't want to know the details, but I don't EVER want to see or her cameraman on this boat again."

Highly perturbed, he glanced down at his comm, seeing Meari's request.  For a moment, he very nearly let fly with a vitriolic outburst, then his eyes narrowed.  "I'll be on the Hangar Deck if anyone needs me.  If she gives anyone any trouble, I'll be the one shoving her out through the screen.  Carry on."  His voice was positively arctic with controlled anger.

He went back to his quarters, gathering his armor, including the repaired pieces damaged in the action on Vera.  As he went, he rattled off a quick response to Meari--"I'll cover the rest of your watch.  Go ahead and see what Des Grieux has for you to try out.  I'll be there in just a couple of minutes to fill your spot, we can be short a man for a few seconds."

Waving as he went past, he let the duty officer know he was headed for the Hangar Deck, geared up handle action if the alert status changed again.