Rip paused in his search of a lighter.  Annoyed at the comment, not the man.   Grimaced face, he pops the cigarette out of his mouth.  "Hmfph.  Morris said sumthing 'bout it.  The Cap'n of the deck eject me corpse out to clean."

Rip gingerly placed his cigarette back in his pocket.  His lips quivering, missing the oral fixation.

In reply to Nate (Rip) Charles (msg # 557):

Sorry about interfering, thing is if Captain O'reilly spotted us, we'd both be for the short walk. Best save that for the Rec Deck.

Rip snorted.  Not wanting to earn the wrath of O'Reilly, he bit his tongue.

----------> Rec Dec

Stepping out the elevator Justin headed to the familiar Shed. Greeting the assigned Marine Guards Is the Captain in?

  The Guard  gives his  head a shake,Naw, they are   either at trh Ball or the LC's party...

Justin shrugged thanked the Marine then headed back to his cabin to change into his Fatigues to go for a run.

<<<<<<<<<< Yotolia from hanger Dec

  The Guard    said somehting into the Door   and  stood  aside   as    Captain MNorris    waved her in..

 he motioned to the  Fridge  and a  shelf  with  two big pots..Tea  and Coffee there..cold  drinks  in the  fridge..and   there  are  pastries  in the boxes,, help yourself  while   i  download  your    disc...

 The   Crew has  set up   the   quarters   for you and the others... you will  find  a name on the   pad.. The Guards  at the    lift doors  will set the pad, you'll enter you code... no one will be able to get in  without it...BUT..should there be  security   concearns, the SEC    is able  to over   ride the locks... Keep in  mind, for them to do that, you would have  to  have  done something  rather....bad.

 You will be   on the NCO  side of the lift

 The three  angel Pilot s where outside  the door   waiting for their  turn... not  too far away, the  new  troopers  came off the life

Angela made her way to the Shed rather quickly, nothing had changed since she was last here. she stepped up to the door and eyed the guard with a light smirk. she saw Morris before the guard could say anything "Hey old man, it's been a while." she calls out to him, wanting to rush in to give him a big hug, after all, he was always like a father to her

  Morris looked up. setting his  Pip in its holder.  he stood,  with a   reserved   smile, which is like a grin  from  most folks.

 I say!  Angela.. I ha d  word that we  had  an angel Pilot joining us from   The Playground... You look rather  Fit.. he gave her  a  rather   awkward  hug..

 anyone else  you you are here?  Roy?   The LC?....  I am Afraid Garret isn't here, he  is  on his own mission of  sorts... he waved to the    shelves,

 you know where the  drinks  and  pastries  are.. You staying away from Ion  Dust?

She hugged him back chuckling to herself with how he hugged her but remained silent about it. she turned from him and looked over the shelves. "Came to see you first, didn't want to get ganged up on while coming here." She grabbed a box and then went to the counter to make some coffee. " So Garret's gone? I wondered why the hanger was pretty quiet..." She smiled at him before sitting in the seat across from him. Taking the pastry into one hand and using the other to break it up into smaller chunks. " They came up with some kind of shielding mesh and added it to my implants so that problem doesn't happen again." She tells him before popping a piece into her mouth.

"Gonna run the tunnel today?" she half teased as she glanced around the room

  Morris chuckled softly as he sipped  his tea,I will be walking for sure... I  tried to run a few times..  but the  Leg wasn't meant for that... I think i miss that more then anything

 LC  and  and SM   had   to....sort out  the newest  transfers.. there are always a couple  who want to prove  they are better...then their Betters. I got the Report  that A Pilot  is in Med  tech  getting his nose  rebuilt. and  a trooper   needs    his shoulder stablized.quite a  some  list.. The LC  must have been in a rather good  mood. The SM    seems to try to  do too much damage to our new toys.

She chuckled again "Yeah you're getting up there in age finally..." She teased sticking her tongue out before popping another bite.

She rubbed at her wrist as she spoke of the two male's trials. " Those two I swear... with them, the only way anyone will learn discipline is if they get broken first." She shook her head with a shrug before sipping on her coffee. " I won't argue that it's effective though."

  Morris  tilted his head back and forth again as he sipped his tea.we do not have the time   to be...gentle. Better to sort them out  quickly, too many lives  depend  on  people  being able  to be trusted.. when had a  few  opts   ruined because some one could not follow orders.

Angela shrugged " It would be nice if the training stations got all of that out of their system before they get to the ship, but then again I understand that in a time of war, we can't afford that luxury either.." She says slowly lifting and putting her feet on the corner of his desk sips her coffee. " Did you bake the pastries or are they bought?" She asked popping another piece

  Well, they get through  Bootcamp and training and think they can take over  The Whole of the Black.. ge    looked  as  her  and sipped,Angel  Types  are Just as  bad, They  think  they  can outsmart, out  fight and even  out live  everyone... The Changes  we are undergoing  with angel-food, They will find out what happens  when Humans  get to   close to 1000 years.

   His eyes looked at the  boxes of pastries.There is a shop in the Civie section  , that i purchases  2 dozen mixed types of  donuts. and then i get another  2  dozen from the rec dec...spreads the creds  around  and we get  a selection of sorts here.  I still have  my biscuits  with my morning tea, But  i cannot fault other  for the pastries

Angela held up her hands extending three fingers of each hand being careful not to spill her coffee or let go of her nibble. "Hey I still think I can out fly Shadow even though he has shown me otherwise multiple times, and I remember not to get too cocky with him in hand-to-hand."  she said settling back down, slipping the last piece into her mouth with a thoughtful look "it would be a little neater if you did all the baking, they are pretty good and it's a good way to advertise for the shop that makes them. but if you make them, it would be like from home type of thing."

 Morris chuckled,It is Like Home... I am the father in my office.. and  My wives and   kitchen help make the baked goods.. it was like that  Bristol . I had a wonderful  crew or servants. They tended to my wife..she needed that  after  we loset our  children. It was all we needed to send me packing   to  hunt down terrorists, ..not quite sporting though.. Flying
a Harrier  2000  and shooting down  cessnas  and   cargo planes.. it was worse when i flew
   the Hammer  MK I ... i did take much satisfaction from it though,  bloody stray cannon
 round from a  cargo plane  with a makeshift  cannon ended al that... I still sneak into th cockpit  when things het dicey... But I will admit    Shadow   would  out   fly  be  on his worst day..and  at least 20 of the Pilots  might do the same.. it is a good , and bad  feeling at the same time.

She nodded lightly listening to him, chuckling softly at his jest and sipping on her coffee. "Sorry it's been rough, but I'm glad to know you have our backs whether you should or not.. and I'm sure I speak for everyone when I say we have yours if you ever need it.."

She glanced off to the side and out the door spotting Kray making his rounds. " How is the disc coming along? I think I've spotted my next victim to hug." she said looking back to Morris with a wink.

  He pooped the  disc,  Putting a copy in a  folder  contain others, and slipping the  folder in a  rack  with  scores of others.

 Here you go. Its  updated , as is mine...his  eyes  see Shadow headed to the mech   area,..Be careful of   the past? Some of us  have....had a rough time, and  are more....stern..then they might have been when you were here Last

Angela reaches out, slipping her feet from the corner of the dest back to the floor to take the disc "Eh you're as hard as they come, and I got a hug out of you old man and shadow... well he took after you a lot back then.." She said with a bit of a smirk as she got up to go around the desk to give him another shoulder hug and pecked him on the forehead with her lips. "Thank you for the chat... love ya pops, and I promise I'll be careful with everyone." She whispered before heading out to the hanger, slipping the disc into a pocket


Hanger>

(( after Tunnel  run))

 Captain Morris   returned to his shed  a bit after the  Run,  He  greeted the Guard, giving him a  bag with Burgers   and fries  from the  Rec dec.

  Morris  fixed a   cup of  tea  and a  pastry as he prepare to look over Files , and   check  what  items the QB  sent him.

<<< Back after  dealing with   angel transfers

  Returning to  Captain Morris's Shed., The LV  poured a  cup of  coffee  for himself, and  hot  water  with one of  The Captains Teabags to steep.

  Sitting  down, Shadow asked  Captain Morris...Always  wondrred..Why  you didn't  tale on of the offcies in SEC. why build   this  , sheet metal  shed.. I mean..its  cozy enough..but.. I don't  really understand.

Morris  dipped the tea  bag 4 times, the  nestled it on a spoon . Wrapping the   storing around the  spoon and  bad , The captain squeezed every last once of  flavor from the bag. He  added his honey to it and  sipped. Frist off.. I like  being by my pilots... I have the   flight  rosters, and Kills board  there  for everyone to see..

 2nd?  There was supposed to be more  SEC  offciers, , But the Admiral  never bothered  recruiting them, He was  satisfied  with what he had.

  another   sip and  a bit of a nubble of a pastry.were were  based in  Mexico... we  would  fly  down into south America to take out the Slavers drug runners  and   Anti-angel  people down there, he  waved his hand  about him.My Captain  had a shed  like   this..he  was  our Adjutant .  His was a bit of a stick in the mud, Poor old  boy..I was his  wing commander... I remember, telling him, one day i would have a shed like his... he laughed  and  Said, 'you'll never earn a Shed like this"

26 hours later, i was  short a Leg, and couldn't  fly anything  buy a desk...a Certain Commander had heard of me, and ask be  to help build his fighter  wing,  even though  He  and his   XO were both rather good pilots... and here i am.. I have my own shed..and  3 times the  pilots under mt care..... he  sipped his   tea.

 wow?  does that make me... 'your Morris?"

 Morris  coughed  a  bit  as he almost choked , when he recovered   he gave   Shadow  a sidelong Glance,..gods... I hope not!

and they Both laughed.

  Shadow used the other computer  typing away moving things  around.. he would shake his head and start all over again.

  you seem a bit...out of sorts, LC?

  its those  damn Angels. These are  supposed to be the 'good guys' and they are as much a  bag of dicks  as  any other group we receive... then it hit  me?.. This...is what we will always get. Now one  going to give us their  best? they are going to give us  scrubs  and  whack jobs

  Morris had  lit his pipe. keeping it close to the vent, were are supposed to be made of sterner  stuff, LC.. and thus, we  are to  spin the  straw  into gold...

 Shadow peered from around his  Monitor,well?  we have  some  Occui on the  ship..they might be able to do it..

 Morris   chuckled,You know that   fable then..

 Sure.. i read about stuff like that, in between learning  about fighter pilots   and how to stealing stuff.

 Morris  chuckled  again.what came first.. Killing stuff , or stealing  stuff...

 Beating  people up? I got beat up, some other   good kids  get beat up.. so.. i started to hit  bad  guys  back...

 ahh..satisfaction...

 not  at first? , just got beat up more..but that meant they left the other kids alone. But you'd be surprised  what you can pull out  of   the stories of greek Gods,  Old  fairy tales, and  real stories   of  people.. so you modify  a  trick here, or  page there, and  suddenly, bad guys  get  broken Noses, broken arms..legs.. and they  realize. that maybe  they better go somewhere always  to pick of  people..as you get older,.. you do  the same thing   the  Mon guys and Gangers...\


 and now you are on The Hermes ..fighting the Bullies of   The Black

 Shadow chuckled,Nothing   feels , quite like, taking out some big bad, and  having the   Whole Black know about it.

     for the  5th time  Shadow moved  things around, he wasn't happy with them.so?   Fuji?

 Morris  puffed his pipe  and nodded, we'll get in late.. There will be the obligatory  Ball, of  course.  The  following  day there is a showcase  on the PG... you'll see the new  toys  companies want us  to buy..

  Delta  Night?

 Maybe , depends  what the SM  and his peole  come up with.

Shadow looked  sad, yeah....

don't look so  down , there LC? maybe you'll be lucky and some one  will start a fight? he smiled a bit

 Shadow brightened,That would be  nice.

 he  rose.I can't see  any other   way to move pilot  around,  Maybe after  we visit the PG, i might have some thoughts

  cleaning out his Mug he  hung it on the   hook. I think I'll see how things  are on the Rec Dec.

 Take  car... Not alot of Pilots about?

 I saw  some working.  there where Vid boards that showed others had  come and Gone... any problem with  those  4  Angels in the Pool ? you let me know.. easy salute  and  Sahdow  headed to rec dec.

Shadow>>>>>>>>>>>> Rec Dec.