<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#408080"><div style="text-align: center">It had been a few nights since that incident in the laundry room and the Colonel was stressed beyond belief. She had to work with several insubordinations and figure out what to do with the younger officers in question. She reviewed their files and found that two of the five would be let off without punishment and their elder officers would suffer for issuing such orders while under her command. The General was off-base until tomorrow, and so she was the one in charge at the base for now. And it was a headache. As she filed through some paperwork that she handed over to a lower-ranking officer to finish up with, she turned in her chair to look out the window. She was dressed in her fatigues and boots since she was preparing to go for an outside run around the facility. It was a nice day out, after all. <br/>
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Standing up, she clocked out for the day and locked her office up tight, bidding her secretaries good day. Once she was near the doors leading outside, she tied her hair up into a loose ponytail before nodding to two guards and heading outside. Her stress level had a headache pounding behind her eyes like a beast. She jogged about the facility once, twice, three times before she grew so tired that she had to stop or she would collapse. It was a huge building, to say the least. Hands on her knees as she leaned over to breathe, she thought back to that day in the laundry room and had her heart beat racing for other reasons than exhaustion. Sweat rolling down her collarbone and throat, the Colonel took a break to catch her breath at the side of the building.​</div></span>