The five PFC.'s of the Medical Response Unit sat around a table in their corner of barracks. Kaplan shuffled the deck of cards and dealt out five face down to each player. "Highs, dealers choice." Kaplan said, and everyone picked up their cards, and everyone voiced their bets and tossed chips into the center of the table.
"Shit." Esteva to Kaplan's left said, then tossed three cards face down on the table. Kaplan dealt her three more and she sighed. Cummings, Neil, Zack's all exchanged one or two cards. Esteva, Cummings and Zacks had all known each other for 15 years. Kaplan and Neil were both new to the corps and on their first deployment and had no true light infantry skills like the rest but had many technical qualifications.
"So what are we going to do about the bitch" Zacks asked quietly? He tossed in another chip. The barracks were very busy and the noise from the sound system at one end and a rerun of a vid in the other gave them some reassurance of not being directly overheard. "Vent her." Was the response from Esteva's. Cummings rolled her eyes and blew her short red bangs off her forehead, "Knock it off Moria, she's not that bad and we all know it, " Roxxane said looking around the group. Which earned her glares from three of five members. "What?"
Esteva who had the bet and was first showed her hand and everyone groaned and tossed theirs in...she raked in the pot and stacked her chips, saying, "Yeah, she's a MOF and we can't touch her but how about we ruff up one of her pets."
Silence fell and Kaplan choked on her soda and Neil slapped her on the back several times. She'd heard of things going on but had never believed the rumors... They all slept together and were a tight team. She had a feeling they'd sheltered her from some of their more illicit and illegal activities. Moria had the cards and was dealing out the five cards, "Lowball is called by the dealer."
Sara Kaplan looked to her left and saw several of who could be construed as The captains pets moving around with a null capped liquor bottle that broke five regulations that she could name off the top of her head. Her shoulder was nudged by Neil and she looked back at her cards and bid, she had; two aces, a queen, a five spades, and a two of hearts. She tossed the two aces' down and queen out, and picked up a three and four of diamonds and a five of hearts.
She glanced at Moria and Roxxane and smiled, but disturbed inside. This was a good unit and she didn't want to lose her place or get busted, but Moria and Rox had pull in the unit and used it and life was easy... What she'd suggested could get them all brigged and/or busted out of the service. If she talked she would likely as not have an accident, she thought to herself. So, she sipped her drink and played cards. While the rest of them laid plans to ruff up a few of the others in the unit, to set illicit drugs or contraband in certain lockers and let it be rumored higher up so that it would be found during an inspection...
That night in the showers, Sara locked the door to the showers while Moria and Roxxane had a discussion with Ms Rashan. After more time then was comfortable, Sara unlocked the doors, and left her station. She headed back to her bunk, sickened but trapped because she could easily become victim to their physical, mental, and other sick games. She wasn't a lover of other women but had been used by both older women in the past. So she huddled down in her bunk shivering but not because of cold. Later Moria and Rox were in their bunks when all hell broke lose and Corporal Dayrne and Sgt Carter found the injured Corporal Rashan.