Eri leaned her head back against her chair and groaned. This wasn't what she needed right now, some stupid stress evaluation while the Federation army was currently undergoing the planning for the coming campaign. How do they expect me to do any work if they're constantly throwing me back to medical for all these tests and treatments? Making matters worse, she was now considered off-duty until she responded to the message. Shaking her head, she tapped the reply button and worked on composing a reply, knowing there were only three ways she could avoid having to deal with specialist treatment, and two of those options she was loathe to pick.Imperial Military Personnel Records Bureau and Administration
We Value Our Veteran's Privacy
RE: ERI AMBICON
I wish to extend upon you His Imperial Majesty's condolences in regards to the personal tragedies that has befallen you while in service to the Imperial Army. His Imperial Majesty expressed hope that your recent vacation would have diminished your problems and that you would be able to return to service unhindered.
It is with great reluctance that I have to distribute the Personnel Bureau's findings in regards to your after-action psychiatric evaluation. The medical recommendation is that you need to undergo specialist treatment, free of charge, for your diagnosed post-traumatic stress disorder before you can return to service. This recommendation is final. Should you decide to not undergo treatment, your resignation will be accepted with full honours. If you wish to undergo treatment, contact the Imperial Commissariat via Holonet address# hnn:/&>n_>`jc'hSkg5"D~+}T.org.nif at your earliest convenience. Until we have your reply, you are hereby to consider yourself off duty until further notice.
If you have questions or comments regarding the content of this letter, you may contact us via indicated holonet address or directly at the Imperial Military Personnel Records Bureau and Administration Center, Bilbringi VII, Bilbringi System. If you contact us, please include the reference number within.
Llaska Ian-e Bissegger
Archives Technician (2A)
LONG LIVE HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY FOR THE NEW IMPERIAL FEDERATION
What she found amusing was how someone could have assumed that a simple vacation could have instantly solved all her problems. The brief trip went a long way to helping the Surface Marshal cope with a lot of things but she wasn't so foolish to think that everything would have been fixed. But I do feel a lot better so... I guess I shouldn't have anything to fear.
This is such an inconvenience, Eri thought as she didn't see any reason to be here right now. She felt better since returning from her vacation, a lot better and if some idiot in Personnel Bureau wasn't convinced, than she would just have to prove them that she wasn't suffering post-traumatic stress disorder any longer. Worry was the furthest thing from Eri's mind as she continued to wait, picking up a holomag from the table which talked about the latest in Corellian fashions and hairstyles.
Eri laughed as she couldn't help but wonder who was in charge of stocking the room with reading material. There weren't all that many women in the Federation and yet most of the holomags were filled with articles that would only appeal to them. Flipping through the various pages, she got her answer pretty quickly as she glanced at the various pictures of the models sporting the latest fashions. Oh, that's a nice green dress. A little to frilly for my tastes... Tapping the button on the datapad, she activated the small holocamera that quickly took a three-dimensional scan of her. Suddenly the picture Eri was looking at changed as an image of herself replaced the previous model, wearing the same green dress. Rotating the image, Eri's opinion quickly changed as she found herself falling in love with it.
"Surface Marshal Ambicon?" a protocol droid began suddenly from behind the desk.
Eri looked up from the holomag, having been so enamored with looking through it that she actually lost track of how long she had been waiting. "Yes?"
"You can go into room four and the Doctor will be with you in approximately two minutes."
Nodding, Eri reset the image in the holomag and put it back down on the cluttered table before she got to her feet and walked over to the indicated room. Entering the sparely decorated room, she sat up on the examination table and looked at the cabinet across from her. A table beneath it had a jar of small white puffy cotton balls and several bottles of water. A soft sigh escaped as Eri checked her chrono. Funny, I wait and then when they call me, it's to send me to another room where I can be stuck waiting some more.
A couple of minutes passed and finally the door to the examination room opened up, the doctor entering. Eri looked up and smiled cheerfully a the doctor who entered. With a cheerful voice, she said, "Hello."