Dixie  shook her head,.Sindy might have..she  was called to the flag ship often enough

 Shadow   poured a coffee, and one  for Dixie.

Teela nodded and saluted Shadow. "I'll go see Cpt. Morris now, LC. Thank you, sir."

She nodded to Dixie and headed out.


[To The RedDec]

  Morris   finally came  down...Oh?... LC... Lt  Beaman... i had no idea  you were waiting?

 Shadow  stood  and  SAluted ..no sir.. not important  enough to interupt your  down time...I am most certain Dixie   wasn't in too much of a hurry  to return to her  Cell?

 ...so?...   You still think this  is a Good Idea?

 ...I have had  worse  Ideas..besides....she'll be  on a shorter leash... since Ace, made it  clear, some folks  are too  stupid to know they had a second chance.

 they both looked at Dixie...her  eyes  shifted from one to the other...I told the LC I want to fly.... i will fight the  Empire.. i will be fighting for the fleet, not just pay...

  Morris   handed her  a  a well use d paper from his Bulletin board ..Read  this  then. aloud. The LC  will be  the witness...

 Dixie  reads the Oath , Shadow  watches  grimly.

 ...The LC  will take   you to the QM... as of this Moment, you will be drawing pay as an Ensign in the ESN.. You are getting Ace's  Nova... your  Number  will chance to reflect your standing in the   fighter wing....By the time your  draw your  uniforms, your    quarters will be   readied ...The LC will take you there  as well...do not...let us down. Ensign Beamon.. I will review  your discs.. you will  be awarded  your Kills....that I feel are confirmed...

 Dixie  Nodded  and Saluted.

  Dismissed...

  they walked out  , Shadow taking her towards the QM..


>>>>>> Shadow to QM

  Morris  was trying  hard to get comfortable, as he  began his paperwork Frans  and Ekles  brought a  rather  tall, good lookign  , darkhaired  fellow into the  building,

 ..Look what we found.... Eckles  Giggled  as she held one  arm.

 Frans   had the  other, the fellow had  a Duffle over his shoudler,..Says he transferred in?.. Vonn transferred out ?

 Morris looked up with some disapproval of e the LAdies, and started  at  the male  pilot , expectantly.

 The fellow untangled his right  arm from  Frans,..Sorry Sir...  Alex  Besserman... LT, Late of  MAtterhorn Uppers....The  New  Command   said,  The Hermes could use   me more then them?  I wasn't going to argue!...   Salting with a rather...crisp Salute..he handed    The captain  his disc, as  Morris  saluted back, popping  the disc in...

 ..2 Kills?.... I see no  Gun cam footage?

 ..No Sir....  I was  Flying a damaged Dart at the time... we were supposed to protect The Armstrong....   I took  a  hit   on the    right side  of   the  nose.. Knocked out the Cannons   and the Gun Cams... there were two   Bug aircraft   coming in on  the Armstrong's  Hanger Dec..  so  I set  my  craft at full  speed  and Podded out.. the  fighter  hit  the   two Bugs  and blew them Up... an  Armstrong , Shuttle brought me  in..but  didn'[t have another ride  for me.... so I stayed on thier hanger  dec   to help repel boarders..

 The Girls smiled  as he told the story...

 The CAptain nodded,..I will let them stand for now.. Until i get some conformation..you'll keep your  two Kills... Vonn is going to Aqra, seems she likes the planet..or more to the point.. a trooper there... she'll be  flying  for  thr APF there to  protect the colonies... YOu'll get a new   Nova.. #140... and..

 ..Excuse me.. CAptain..Sir... I would really like to have  #19... its My football Number... and I had it on my fighter at MAtterhorn...


 The  girls    stiffled  laughs.

 Indeed?... well.. we assign new  pilots..new numbers, since the start of  our  2nd year out here....it gives them an idea of how many came before them...any Number 24 and below.. are  people who left  earth with us... others  were added  on as they joined.. though.. The Felrites  have thier own  numbers.

 ..You have Cats on this Boat...

 We have alot of things  on..'THIS BOAT'... LT.... mind you,, they  were here before  you..and  serve us  quite well..indeed..

 ..Forgive  me CAptain....Morris?... I ..meant no offense... i have only seen  a few aliens up close..never  served with any...

 ..Well, LAd?.. get used to it.....any More Questions?...

 ..Aye Sir?.. If I may?.. The Fellow who has  19?.. MAybe  i can  talk to him.. get him to trade..or  buy his Number...

 The Girls looked at him..then to Morris...


 ..You do not know   who has the #19  on the  ESN  351 Hermes?

 Alex  shrugged,well.. I was  born and Raised in New York...  Joined up with  the 'fast track' pilots , who Volunteered  for    CArrier stations..been out here.. since.. I mean.. I have heard of the Hermes.. hear  some names flashed  around.. Like these  two LAdies here.. But never much watched who's who?...  I figured i could do that  once i started  climbing up the kill lists... but the old  regime on  Matterhorn was a bit of a cluster?...

  Morris    took out the  man's  disc and handed it back.. taking out the copy he made  and  held it in Folded  Hands..he hit his  COMs,...LT Morrow?... where is LC  Shadow at this Moment ?

 ..he's here right now, Captain Morris... He and the SM, with Shade and  KAse  returned from..ah... a ...look around?.. on   Anzio... we are  watching   Verians    finish off  some VAmpics.

 .Right.... Hold them there, Please..  We have a New  Pilot   wishes to discuss  something with him.. thank You LT  Morrow...  he smiled up at  Alex,..off you go.. the  Ladies  will introduce you..and you can take care of the Number matter... if you want to buy the Number..  i fear you won't have the creds?

 He smiled  softly at Morris,..I'm  from the New York Bessermans  we sorta  own  most of the east river in New york.. My father has  some foundry operations on Fuji and  Everest  and Etna..so.. I'm pretty sure   I can  fine this  fellow's price...

 Indeed?.. well. Lad.. I will keep 140  on your   file for now..hmmm?... if you get 'this fellow'  to sell .. you come right back and let me know....

 He smiles  and  offers his hand to CAptain Morris,..Thank You...    i have met very few hardheads, who don't knw the value of a cred...

 ..off you go..Ladies?..perhaps    one  or both of you...can  report back  t on what transpires..Hmmmm...

 They both looked at Morris a  bit miffed, and confused ....Frans  spoke up,Um... sure , Sir.. I  will for certain..

 >> to SEC.

In reply to Shed (msg # 110):

Approaching the Shed Justin noticed Frans and Ekles their arms linked with that of a crisp looking fellow they were escorting into the Shed. This should be good he thought to himself moving quietly to the entry and standing just outside the door. To wait for the Captain to address their enquiry, situation or whatever this would be. Justin's eyes nearly popped from their sockets at What he heard the Newby request. Fortunately his training prevented him from bursting out in laughter at  Besserman's chutzpah. When the Ladies exited the Office, Justin gave each a wink, as he stood waiting his turn to impose on the Captain's valuable time. If they paused he quietly suggest they film the delivery and response for Posterity.
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 Morris watched them go, waving   Justin in.

 ..Ly  Case?... What can I do  for   you... one side of  his ;iped  curled up a bit in  a slight bit of humor,..do You wish to purchas e a Number as well?

In reply to Shed (msg # 112):

Entering the shed and giving Captain Morris a smart salute, as he suppressed a grin then stood at parade rest. Well Captain if one is going I was thinking of perhaps 4 or 9. observing the newby peripherally as he and the two Ladies left the office. I've come to provide what assistance I can.
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..Have a seat if you wish.. Unless you need    something quickly?.. His eyes go out to the Hanger  Dec,..Carl Wills  still has  9... 4.. has been dead  for  some time..only the living  can   switch Numbers.. but i prefer  the numbers stay with the Pilots ... That new  Fellow?..  Well..I am hopign he gets set ..aright?. I am assumign that's  why Admiral Richards  Sent him here...to..perhaps.. be taught the  ESN way?

In reply to Shed (msg # 114):

Justin grinned mischievously, knowing full well that Numbers aren't reassigned or even traded. Slipping into a seat he had been given 25 and that wasn't going to ever change. Resting a hand on a mound of paper in the in tray I'll process these if you wish

  Morris    smiled  as   he  motioned to the  machines, Help yourself.... seems someone cleaned them   , very nicely while i was out.

  He    started sorting through some of the   stills   aircraft took of Aqra... placing them in piles  as to Military.  natural..and unknown

Justin set to work processing the mound of papers, after two hours he took a break. Making a mug of hot Cocoa for himself and Coffee for Captain Morris. Taking the opportunity to talk about Fleet/Squadron Actions, from a historical perspective, such as the Fmallin Incursion, or the Vartomn Raid.

  Morris  sat  Back putting  down the  marker that he was  using to highlight   target  areas, or  areas that needed to  be reconed .

 He took the  Coffee, and   sipped it, asked for another   bit of sugar the  say back.  As  yu know?  I got  all my Kills  on Earth.. Flying  Tom Cat Hammers  off   aircraft carriers.. in teh First organized ESN.. not much  to speak of  back then... nockign  down other jets and helicopters  used   by the forerunners of teh EDT.. and EVOLs... as well as  Countryoes  who resented the Angels... The Oil lords, put in thier place but   sustaniable Powercellls.. South Americans losing    Oil  creds, and   drug flow gettign   taken out , rather  HArshly, by Angel Strike teams.... Others?  Like China  and Russia,  did not like the fact that they were treated like any other Country.. as they exepected to  be equals  with hte United States, Canada ,Australia,  and   the UK... so they rebelled  as  well..  Russia  was first toc ave ..  follwed  By South Africa...most of South  of  America have   scrossed over.. save for  Columbia, Venezuela  and  Brazil

 he waved  a hand  as he took another sip,..Central American folks  up  rather  Quickly, Since Mexico  followed  the US  and Canada from teh start... Japan.. was a strong  member from the start

 .. I drift... I sometimes do.... I was    fighting   Chinese when   Fmallin started  on MArs… I was   to have my own fighter  wing on Mars when that started, but it  didn't last long..little  did we know, it was Just a demon  probe operation...

 ..I got there a day or so after it ended.... Back luck on my parft..but  i got to fly the  'new' Hammer 1..., they weren't  made to  fight  demon fighters... For everyone of theirs  we shot  Down, thay shot  down 10 of ours.......Then the VArtomn raid   came  on the  southwestern Hemisphere of MArs.. one of the  'better' terra- forms colonies  we had.....  I  shot  down  2 of those   demon monsters.. before I was  torched,, Lost My leg , as the Pod  didn't  work like it was supposed to do...  fought from by wreck,, for an hour until i passed out.... woke Up in Med Tech  with  hardware  from the knee down... and  My flight career ..ended.. when I  claimed the  2  demons..  there were  refused, as  no one saw them go down By me and  My wingman.. and she was killed right before i was hit. he    smiled  softly,..Hammer  IIs were sent to  MArs and Moon Base  shortly after.. they had   Gun cams..less  armor, but bigger   powerplants.. that's when  things  started to  change... I was going to be invalided out of the servcie...But some Young LT who was going  doing some   good things on MArs, asked  for  an Adjutant .. and  I accepted.... never looked back after that.

In reply to Shed (msg # 118):

Justin quietly sat listening to Captain Morris'es account of his prior service history, and the Vartomn raid. It was good to learn a valuable part of this event, even if it carried this unfortunate end to such a promising career. Justin considered the raid from a Strategic outlook and decided to look at this and other actions in both isolation and as a compilation of the Space and Surface actions to date. A quick assessment of the variables indicated the result would provide an aid to the Action outcome. Draining his mug Justin continued processing the docs from the in tray which he cleared  in eighty minutes. Making another later coffee and hot cocoa he asked the Captains thoughts about the requirements for a Battle Plan Application to facilitate the planning process.
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Justin's com chimed, glancing at it he sent an acknowledgement then requested permission to attend.
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   Morris smiled slightly,..Relax  LT Kase.... the  Troopers  are having thier  day, it would seem. The Alert is  for  any one  on the station, just in case they are in the   area of , what ever Actions, are being  done... I do not think The Transport drop Troopers would  want  Fleet crew members   mucking things up for them..eh?

  Morris  cleared his  COM  and  set it on his  Desk

In reply to Shed (msg # 121):

Justin gave Captain Morris a sheepish smile. ooc read the msg as 'all who got the com are to report to the Fleet Ops area in 10 minutes.' Using this as an opportunity to fix refreshments for them both. Handing the mug of java to the Captain.

    Missy was still talking shop with Rivets, the possibility of down time services in exchange for fleet quality parts, but she was also interested in him.  She turned to Morris overhearing the story.  "Ever thought of grafting a cloned leg?  Porcine medical technology has advanced far with the adition of adaptable earth genetic patterns."

   Morris Started  at the appearance  of  Missy and Rivets.

  Ah..well.. MS  Jagger?  That may be... But i  cannot  afford the time off  for the  proceedure  , and Rehab?  I can Fly an aircraft... maybe  even do well?.. but, there is   that reaction time for the  Rudder, and  Flaps.. a half  a heart beat   could be the end of me..or worse?.. Could be the end of my wingman..I could  not have that.. I used to take a HAmmer out, as we  travelled....haven't had  a lot of time to do that.

 Rivets    added,..the parts?.. well... you'd  have to see what's  available  when yer doin' the askin'... our giggest need  is    Cannon barrels  and  chain links  for the  cannons..the  wings and  such.. we have ta  hope there's  enough on hand, or the  forge boys and techs  MAke them.... Ships trade now and  they.. one has  moe   left wings the right?.. or  has a bunch of Lazer guns, but  not enough Pulse?... thinks like that.

Justin gave Rivetts a welcome smile and nod. He'd not been introduced to the Merc that accompanied the Captain and based on previous instances and behaviour from her only acknowledged her with a polite nod.

 Morris    Notcied   Justin's    greetings,..LT  Kase?   I  thinhk you remember MS Jagger.. she  runs the   Forge ship techs   for   repairing  fighters and such.. he  Late  Brother  flew with us for a bit.

    "Well like you said, it's not like you can't set down and do paper work during recovery.
 However you presence is part of thie life blood of this deck so you would need to be back in that chair as soon as the healing process is done."  She types something into her note pad, "With the Angel food in your system and angel medicine availableyou are no longer past your prime and tissue restructuring is in high gear so we could have you in that seat about a week after the graft."  She smiles, Like I said, our medicine has advanced since we have started using DNA from earth so the heroes of the delta fleet might as well reap the benifits.  I already started them cloning a new pituitary gland for Rivets off some DNA I got from him after the last party." She supresses a smile.

    Missy turns back to rivets and makes some notes as if the previous comment haven't been made... "So If I cross train my line people as suport in the machine shop I can keep them working in the down time.  Barrel production isn't hard and we can invest time in tempering that will make our products preferred.  Chain links can be mass produced and need be only of moderate quality to serv well."


    She taps her lip with her finger, "And if you can get me the plans on your torpedo ships I might be able to come up with some cost effective upgrades so they can keep up with their escorts better...if I ever get any down time."
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  Rivets   Listens , his thick red eyebrow s  furrow  as his mustache   rises on one side... ye  tryin' ta  tinker with meself, are ye.. well.. ye  best  be askin' when ye do!

   Morris looks  out he window  as he sits back with the  new  cup of  coffee  Justin handed him,..be nice to fly against  someone and not just ne tagging them..wot? But.. that  is something to be looked at, when we are able.. yes...quite... something for  later.. right now? we're  fighting a bloody  war..  that's been going on  for  a few thousand  years..

 Rivets  Moves  around    the small office   and  takes a Vidboard from the charging rack. He Pulls up the  Torpedo Plane specs...

  ..these here  specs?.. ye only pay attention ta the  MK II.. MArk I  are on  the delta   colonies.. and Olympus...'corse them  EDT  folks  , most like, replaced them.

      "No dear, I won't knock you out and replace the gland at the base of your skull while you are sleeping.  But the Gypsy union is highly influenced by th the way of the wheel, and would love to have you living forever so I was able to presued them to invest in the possibiliy of rejuvenating your body." 

   Rivets  Looked  around a bit embarrasses,well.. Guessin' if they couild  make me body work a might better.. would be a thing  ta be  done.. But  I'd  want  Doc Henry..an' mabbie... Stefi ta  weigh in on it?

In reply to shed (msg # 130):

   "They told me they'd let us know when it's ready.  It should take awhile.  I'll email a brochure about how it works."