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Greetings and Salutations from the Office of the eUSA Chief of Staff!

We hope you will enjoy the enclosed briefing from the Cabinet, provided to us all by the President's Press Secretary,





Hey there, friend, and welcome to the last few days' Press Briefing.

It was a new term again. The White House lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts.

The most obvious part was a hollow, echoing quiet, made by things that were lacking. If there had been a Tanqueray 10 in the tumblers it would have gently bubbled with the tonic, rattled with the ice in it, set someone to sigh after having drank it, and brushed the silence out the door like dust during spring cleaning. If there had been a meeting, even a handful of aides in conversation, they would have filled the silence with plans and maybe laughter, the ribbing and cajoling one expects from a government building during the dark hours of night. If he had been there… but no, of course he was not there. In fact there were none of these things, and so the silence remained.

Outside the White House, a player who was not so old huddled along with a box of delicious meats at a bus stop. He sat with quiet determination, ignoring the reminders that the box's contents provided him with. In doing this he added a small, sullen silence to the larger, hollow one. It made an alloy of sorts, a counterpoint.

The third silence was not an easy thing to notice. If you listened for an hour, you might begin to feel it in the words spoken in private channels and in the calm, directed postings that were listed in the PDB. It was in the changing of IRC accesses that held the promise of faces both returned and new. It was in the blinking lights of cell phones with texts unread and messaged yet to be answered. And it was in the hands of the woman who sat there with them on the desk in the Oval Office, turning occasionally and watching the night stretch out over a landscape that already gleamed in the lamplight.

The woman had true-brown hair, brown as the soil of spring. Her eyes were bright and distant, and she breathed with the subtle certainty that comes from having finally gotten what you've wanted.

The White House was hers, just as the third silence was hers. This was appropriate, as it was the greatest silence of the three, wrapping the others inside itself. It was deep and wide as April's rain clouds. It was light as a bubble on the river's breadth. It was the patient, cut-flower sound of a woman who is waiting to do.


The last few days, the cabinet discusse😛

• The final parts to a good man's term.
• Rumblings with Canada that have now carried over.
• Oblige and Pfeiffer bickered.
• Israel Stevens thanked his cabinet for all the hard work.
• We thanked him right back.
• Some jokes were made, some moments shared.
• We all ushered in Melissa Rose to her post as President.
• Congress didn't seem to mind her getting dictator early.
• DMJ complained about the Civilian Unit's name change.
• Nobody else seemed to mind that as much.
• Melissa started off the day with a full docket and check-in.
• The #oval.office and #whitehouse accesses were changed.
• Wild Owl again assumed his full mantle of Foreign Affairs work.
• RaccoonGoon posted his goals as Vice President, and how he would achieve them.
• The microscopic size of Rylde's penis.
• Inwegen asked for his dark reward.
• I dunno, some other crap I forgot about because I've been on a four day long bender and forgot to double check the last couple PDBs for what they had in them before they got moved to the holding pen. Screw me for living, right?
• Jog on.


Today's weather is:

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Thank you all for your continued support of the Administration. Please feel free to reach out to us if we can be of service to you.



Jaden A.
Chief of Staff



Dinnyin
Deputy Chief of Staff