Re: Act 1: Mission Brief
"Wow, I get to fly with the Commander! Interesting. I wonder what criteria he used to create the flights," thought Cyril Hyquin, relishing his designation as Talon 3. "Three's the charm," he continued, smiling at the pleasant coincidence between his number and his fortune.
Cyril looked around and saw that, indeed, two of the three original female Greys were not present, and they were replaced with a Duros and a Trandoshan. As he had been accustomed to, he begins to wonder what the skills of the two were. If it held true for their entire race, the Duros would be a skilled pilot, and the Trandoshan, well, Cyril couldn't be sure - at headquarters, he hadn't spent as much time with Trandoshans as he did with Duros, and there certainly wasn't any time to socialize with those he sees imprisoned in the Imperial outposts and garrisons he infiltrated. Immediately, he starts memorizing everyone's designation.
Afterwards, he turns his attention to the Commander again, making a mental note to start wearing his uniform on board the ship. It would be fun walking around feeling all military-like without actually having a mission to achieve, as his time wearing uniforms had been all but restricted to time spent undercover.
Feeling a twinge of mixed glee and satisfaction at the 'pre-briefing briefing' of sorts, Cyril changes to a more officer-like tone, saying, "Talon 3 has no questions, Commander."