Fleet Politicos didn't wear plain combat fatigues or rummage through people's stuff without them knowing. Fleet politicos were Bridge Officers, in the chain of command, capable of handling the ship should the Captain be incapacitated or need to be replaced. They came into enlisted country with a squad of marines and went through your stuff openly, while you stood to attention at gun-point. She'd heard that they went through the marines stuff the same way, with a squad of armed ABs.<br/><br/>So it wasn't really surprising that Gullins didn't realise who it was she was talking to. "Huh? My p-papers? L-look, d-do y-you g-got an-ny w-water or n-not?" She was beginning to shake really badly now and her mouth was dry as a bone. The tablet was threatening to jump out of her twitching fingers. "S-sorry,. it-t's c-comb-bat sh-shock-k. N-need-d t-to t-tak-ke m-my m-meds."<br/><br/>Suddenly a canteen was thrust at her from out of no-where. She grabbed at it desperately, spilling some of the precious liquid on the deck, she was shaking so bad. The pill hit the back of her throat, and the water followed, washing it down. "Th-thanks..." She smiled up at whoever had offered her the water. She closed her eyes, feeling the pill fizzing in her belly as it dissolved.