I know, I know. I don't own them and I'll never do. Humour me, please. It can seem crazy, but the story is slowly developing, and I swear there is so much to see, to read, to live...all you have to do is: be patient and review, review, review! I hope you like it!
I cautiously opened the anonymous door that hid the little dark reality from the outer world.
0900 EST
DAY 1
JAG HEADQUARTERS
FALLS CHURCH VIRGINIA
"Excuse me, sir? I think I just don't understand"
"You understood me perfectly, Commander"
Till that moment, staff meeting had seemed to be going off smoothly. Till that moment. The Admiral cursed himself for have been lured again, but straightened himself and got ready to deal with the questions. And to supply with the arranged answers.
"Although I dislike it, more or less two days from now my office will be immobilized and turned into a movie set. Again"
"But..."
"Let me end this, Colonel" AJ retorted, with anger "the Department of Defense, looking for funds and publicity, announced a young directors contest. As you know the Congress is debating Iraq campaign financing, and, if I can be frank, things are not...well...anyway, the best subject about the military arrived to the panel won budget, locations and actors for the movie. Well, Tiner is distributing you the subject. Location will be JAG HQ. And all of you are engaged. The directors will be here for screen tests at 1100 sharp. Be helpful"
"Sir..."
"That's an order. Dismissed"
The admiral stood up and marched towards his office, leaving a room full of very puzzled JAG attorneys.