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Underwatch66 and
Portablecat , of their character Nim.
Nim bolted to attention, the drum-like pounding of her own heart filling her ears, as an exasperated hiss escaped the cammander. Searing heat flushed her cheeks as his disapprovingly glance took in the unbuttoned Ranger's uniform, it's green color contrasted by the white fur of her now unhideable baby bump.
At last Nim could take the silence no longer. "I'm still fit for duty, sir." she tried to hide the quiver in her voice. "I only need..."
"Enough, Ranger!" the commander barked. "You speak when spoken to."
Nim snapped back to attention like the dutiful soldier she was, her eyes, though glued to the sky, were beginning to well up with hot tears. surly this was the end of her career.
The Cammander twirled his mustache in agitated thought, not able to look her in the eyes. "Your skill as a ranger is not what I am concerned about, Nim, but rather your safety, and your ability to preform your duties in this..." he gestured exasperatedly towards her belly "this condition"
the way he said this last word made Nim cringe. It implied weakness, disadvantaged or ill. As if the verbal dressing-down wasn't enough, she could sense the eyes of the other rangers glued to her, their whispers and snickering reaching her ears.
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Underwatch66 and
Portablecat , of their character Nim.Nim bolted to attention, the drum-like pounding of her own heart filling her ears, as an exasperated hiss escaped the cammander. Searing heat flushed her cheeks as his disapprovingly glance took in the unbuttoned Ranger's uniform, it's green color contrasted by the white fur of her now unhideable baby bump.
At last Nim could take the silence no longer. "I'm still fit for duty, sir." she tried to hide the quiver in her voice. "I only need..."
"Enough, Ranger!" the commander barked. "You speak when spoken to."
Nim snapped back to attention like the dutiful soldier she was, her eyes, though glued to the sky, were beginning to well up with hot tears. surly this was the end of her career.
The Cammander twirled his mustache in agitated thought, not able to look her in the eyes. "Your skill as a ranger is not what I am concerned about, Nim, but rather your safety, and your ability to preform your duties in this..." he gestured exasperatedly towards her belly "this condition"
the way he said this last word made Nim cringe. It implied weakness, disadvantaged or ill. As if the verbal dressing-down wasn't enough, she could sense the eyes of the other rangers glued to her, their whispers and snickering reaching her ears.
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There are stories of women back in the civil war era who joined the union pretending to be men-
When one in particular was discovered to be pregnant, she was honorably discharged for good service but sent back home because, well, she wasn't supposed to be there.
The man who made her pregnant was dishonorably discharged after she spilled the details.
(Sources not cited- A story about stories I heard from my dad who probably read it somewhere)
When one in particular was discovered to be pregnant, she was honorably discharged for good service but sent back home because, well, she wasn't supposed to be there.
The man who made her pregnant was dishonorably discharged after she spilled the details.
(Sources not cited- A story about stories I heard from my dad who probably read it somewhere)
While her CO has a point (pregnancy itself is rather taxing, and combat puts additional strain on mother and child/ren), he could at the very least offer suggestions for other duties she could perform and have the decency to not be so euphemistic about it.
The troops giggling at he expense, however, can shove off.
The troops giggling at he expense, however, can shove off.
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