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"I don't need you to tell me what to do with my people, boy. Keep your suggestions to yourself and see to your own," Edith's voice snapped as she walked into Rep's infirmary room. She was following in by Simon, who took off his glasses and began cleaning them with vicious efficiency, and Clarice, who smiled wryly at the figure in the bed.

Harrison and Sasha both received a missive requiring their presence, and were expected to be in shortly.

Rep had been somewhere between dozing and daydreaming when Edith's voice stirred him out of it. He felt like absolute s**t, worse than s**t and could only vaguely remember what the hell had even happened. He wasn't even sure if the Sasha incident and the resulting tussle or whatever the hell it had been had been some kind of ******** up dream. Maybe he had legitimately just fallen out of bed like a complete tit.

Still, he didn't recognise the moon leader's voice right off the bat, and was curious at all the footfalls, his expression turning rather serious, what there was of it. There was a very distinct feeling of danger, like goosebumps on the back of his neck, but he still couldn't see.

"Erm." he hedged carefully.

Edith nodded at the arrivals and began, "We've reviewed your report Hughes, and went over the video footage. First things first: repairs are coming out of your own pocket. You'll also be volunteering for repair duty in the Life labs for the next month. I can't blame you for wanting to protect your friend, but I sure as will blame you for escalating the situation by being the first to summon your weapon inside the infirmary."

The lead looked toward Clarice, who just smiled a little tiredly and looked at Harrison, eyebrow quirked, "We're satisfied with those terms, Miss Carr."

Edith didn't look at Simon, but he still nodded in agreement, his eyes firmly on Rep.

It took Rep a short amount of time to realise he was in the middle of what seemed to be another impromptu trial. He kept his mouth shut. Which was convenient really since it still hurt like ******** to open it.

Crossing her arms, Clarice glanced at Rep and then Sasha, "Now, as for you two. Harrison's report made the history of your relationship more than apparent, and not something we can ignore any longer." Edith looked at them both with stern disapproval but didn't add anything.

"And that's on top of what what both of you two got up to here," she continued, holding up a hand and ticking off fingers. "William broke his sparring restrictions, which were the direct result of his own carelessness with the lives of other hunters. The video isn't clear enough, but either Sasha broke his jaw, or she sexually assaulted a patient, and either way that's entirely unacceptable."

Simon flexed his hands and added, "I would say the amount of time we've had to spend on disciplinary actions for Reid is also unacceptable."

Giving him a tense look, Clarice responded tightly, "Yes, thank you Simon. What this means," she turned away from the other assistant, "is that on top of your demotions, congratulations on becoming trainees once again by the way, we're going to have to separate you."

"Or remove you."

"Yes. Thank you, Simon. Outside of all-hands missions, when one of you is on the island, the other will not be. You'll alternate weekly as to who is off-island. William has extreme condition training that he can attend to at other bases. Sasha, the doctor will be giving you a small clean-up project in Scotland on one of the old council properties. In addition that, you'll no longer be allowed in the infirmary. For the moment we can no longer trust you around vulnerable hunters."

Nodding, Clarice gave the other woman smile, "Yes, you have a day to pack. The doctor said he wants a word with you before you leave."

Rep went through what had to be one of the steepest and shortest emotional rollercoasters he'd probably ever been on. The first was the realisation that Simon was in the room, a very imminent and very real threat to his life. Separation he could deal with - at least until he realised it meant being off-base for extended periods and what that entailed. Solitude. Again. It felt like the bottom fell out of his stomach, nausea settling in like an old friend. At least he wasn't dead. At least he wasn't dead.

It didn't make him feel better.

"Yes sir, yes ma'am."

Edith flapped her hand at Sasha, shoo-ing the other woman out, and then turned to Harrison, "It's because of all the priors and then breaking the fairly lenient sparring restriction. He was doing pretty well, but this is the a**-end of a long list of problems, that have his more immediate superiors," she nodded toward Simon, "...having to look for reasons to keep him around."

Quirking her lips, Clarice added, "I like William, but ultimately Deus isn't a charitable place even at the best of times." Looking down at Rep she sighed, "As it is, the reason why you've walked away from so many incidents, is because this is not the best of times. Ranks are low, especially Sun hunters, but..."

"I'll let him retain his rank if he transfers out," Simon interrupted flatly. Edith and Clarice looked at him in unhappy surprise. Obviously this hadn't been discussed. "It's better to have a handful of Suns, than a handful of Suns and a constant source of problems."