Ares 8 Cargo Bay Jogging Track (Slight Flashback)<br/>Sergeant West<a class="username" data-user-id="33696" data-username="@Black_Out" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/33696/">@Black_Out</a>/ Esther<a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a>/ Jaxx Herd<a class="username" data-user-id="20459" data-username="@LeaT" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/20459/">@LeaT</a><br/><br/>After his first up close and personal meeting with Jaxx Herd, the Sarge returned to his room and quickly stripped down and slipped into some tight fitting athletic wear.  It felt like a good time for a jog and it gave him an opportunity to reflect on that cordial encounter with Miss Herd.  He had very little experience with woman like her to draw from, head strong and intelligent female executives didn't often find themselves in the same scenarios as a battle hardened soldier like himself.  But there was a softer side to that woman that he felt when she touched his arm lightly during their brief shake.  He could recall the conversation with some vivid clarity as he circled the overhead track, burning calories, keeping his stamina and endurance in tip top shape before the big stasis cool down came.<br/><br/>It was made bluntly obvious that she had some personal issue with the security detail her own company had assigned to her, but that wasn't anything that Sarge was going to stick his neck into.  He figured Butch and Jaxx would either work it out between themselves, for better or for worse.  What stuck with him the most though was what she said before he departed.<br/><br/><i>"So Forge's men belong to you, who do you belong to? As I believe Divinity has hired Forge for this assignment, it would seem that maybe you, and by extension, your men all belong to me."</i><br/><br/>While his long lean legs propelled him around the suspended track, West recalled how he had responded.  "It's true of course that Divinity hired us for a job Miss Herd.  That job is to secure Cynosure while you assess the situation.  In order for us to do our job I need my men to know who is in charge and where their orders are coming from."  He remembered well how that light weight garment clung to her body and the thought wasn't lost on him about how lonely a man, or woman could get in space.  Screwing around with his own troops though, that was strict line that Sergeant West had established long ago and one he had only crossed back when he was a cadet.  Jaxx though didn't fit into that category and the Sergeant wasn't going to burn that bridge down so he choose to be accommodating.  "So for now, let's agree to leave Forge's soldiers and their direction to me and if you still feel there are issues with your own security detail we can revisit that topic in private sometime more appropriate, like when we come out of stasis."<br/><br/>He remembered giving Jaxx a friendly smile while his eyes lingered on her feminine graces before he turned to leave and gave Butch a nod.  "Hopefully you ladies can work out your issues.  Good day Miss Herd, Butch."  As he cooled down the pace of his stride he couldn't help but hope they would work things out.