[presidentpythia]

She uses the brief respite after Tyrol leaves to rub her temples, trying to push away the headache. Even though Lee's taking more and more of the responsibilities of the office on his shoulders these days, there are still some things that she, herself, has to do.

Signing Boomer's transfer order -- or, to be realistic, her death warrant -- was one of them.

This is another.

There's a polite rap at her door from the Marine guard stationed outside, and she straightens in her seat and raises her voice, calling out,

"Send him in."

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[faithful_lt]

Hoshi hastily gets to his feet and hurries to join her.

"Go? You mean -- right now, Madam President?"

[presidentpythia]

She glances over at him.

"I don't see any reason to wait, do you?"

[faithful_lt]

Oh, gods. It looks as though he isn't going to have the chance to warn Felix about this, and if --

Hoshi spares a second to raise a silent plea for help to all the gods, then swallows hard and nods.

"No, Madam President. There's no reason to wait."