Garrat looks at the blood smeared on him from his contact with the demon, "Better get cleaned up.  You still owe me a sparing match and your kinda slippery as it is."

   a Voice outside  shouted,Officer On Dec!

 Hack   stopped at the door way, the towel around his   neck,Well.... what have  we  here?.... I thought maybe you grew  tried of waiting on us  to clean the mess up here.. and went off to take  Hel on your own?

 Hack's  smile was   amused and  somewhat welcoming.

 .Admiral, Sie.. we  also have a civie... youngester.. came back  with  some piltos.. we care checkign Quals  for the QM... if he passes  we're  goign to sign him, as he  wanted to  serve on the Hermes...

  Hack nodded to   Morris,..If you  and Rivets think he's a fit..sign him... make damn sure his folks  know...

   Garrat goes straight into parade rest at Admiral Hacks approach

(Flex) Zob took a drink of his coffee and shook his head, "If you would of asked me id say we should of just killed them all" Zob said with a shrug but also giving a nod to Morris question.

When Garrat burst into the room he gave a raised eye to him as he casual continued to sip his drink, "You know me Garrat just was taking in the sights and enjoying the fresh air... but yeah don't you worry I'll kick your ass later on" he said in a smart ass confident tone of voice.

(Non flex)

When Hack arrived Zob had a rather toothy grin on his face, "They didint have the prime rib I like so I had to come back... a matter of utmost importance I assure you" Zob joked then got serious, "But for real EDT and the Largrans are getting rather crafty with there trade routes but rest assured we did pretty good on slowing then down despite certain set backs" Zob said as he finished his coffee off.
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    Garrat snorts. "Crafty isn't something I've noticed much with the Largan.  I got two to work with some freinds as civilians.  Their help and the help of some mind readers showed us that dominance rather than brains runs their society, and as a species they are mostly hopeless.  Since you left weve had two on the Hermes die.  Yes Raja was one of them.  I kinda miss the lizard though the Larg that recently adopted us probably fights better than a whole plattoon."

Zob shook his head and poured another cup as he walked closer to Garrat, "It is of no loss to me that some creature dies, they are simply tools to be exploited just like any other weapon if you have the power to control you use it."
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    "Well be that as it may, I have a Largan transport I'm helping with on the side I want to do some work on the Naragran habitat.  Tell me if you want me to outfit one of the mechs for you.

   Meantime I'll swing by Dr. Christies lab, and tell him your back.  He'll likely want to go over the info you gave him on the dragons as we ran into a mutated version on a moon."

Zob shook his head as he watched Garrat leave, "I feel bad for you Morris having to put up with this shit on a day to day basis... for now gonna go put some work in down in the foundry and make myself useful so people hate me a little less around here"

  Morris    had a bit of a sad smile,..it is  part of the Hermes... the ESN  and the APF?.... the  merging of    the RAces  who wish to defeat the Empire... there will be fetahers  ruffled , that is to be sure... its what happens  after  ...feathers  are  rustled, that is most important..... Try to Fell at Home..we....lost... alot of people that may have been here, last, that you were here. But  we  carry on..wot?

Zob shrugged, "Nature of the beast Morris... ah well if you could give the Foundry a quick jingle and let them know i'm on my way down i rather not get shot the moment i walk in the door" Zob smirked as he looked back out onto the Hanger Dec.

  Morris  chuckled  a Bit,..Already done.. try not to get  burned  down there... be damnable shame  to have  a  spark  get you, when the demon's couldn't...

 he  punched the  Numbers in his Desk COM   to teh foundry to  alert them

Zob grabbed his hammer and plopped it on his shoulder, "Statistically speaking its the small things that are more likely to kill you" Zob then turned and made his way out of Morris shed which i'm sure wanted his ass gone and took the elevator down to the Foundry just before the doors closed he gave the SEC tropper a wink.

-------> To Foundry

 Rivets, The QM  and Luke  approached the  Shed...   The QM  waved to a  seat,.. The  wee lad, has  some  skill fer tinkerin'  an' that's a fact..  Sign him, after  ye   call his Mum and Dad...

 Luke  looked  around with a Grin,.. no.. laddie, I won't be grinning in such a way, yer Gonna go through some  PT that ain't alot of fun..so it is.   But.. if ye come out teh other end? yer Gonna be a Hermes  Creman...

 ..what.. what if a don't?

 Morris     truned the  Vidboard aroudn to Him and handed him a stylus ..Then, Mr Stanish.. we'll send you home on the enxt shuttle  we are able....  Now.. the  COMs  ringing.. your Mother  will be on the screen.. you look her in the eyes and Tell her  what you are about to do... then.. we shall see if you  get to use that stylus...

 ..Luke?... where  are you... are you in trouble?.. who is that behind you?

 ..Hi..Ma.. this  is   Chief QM.. MAsterchief  Byron Breen?.. and this  is CAptain   Rivets  O'reilly, the  Command Officer of the Hermes  Flight Dec.. um.. on the other side  of the  Screen Is Captain  Washington Morris, the adjutant for the  ESN  Hermes....

 wwhat ahve   you  done!... JOE..JOE... COME HERE!
 an older man  looked  at the screen and  frowed, where are you at Son?

 Luke put up his hands,..I'm  on the Hermes.. I met some Piltos?.. and I was talking about the Hermes  and they brought  me here to get a look around  and..maybe..sign up...

 His Mom gasped... the Dad  sat  down next to his  wife....don't be a Fool.. you don't have the skills... and they have  enough people who can stop bullets!

 The QM  bent  down a bit,..he has    skills, ta be sure, Ma'am...Sir.... If  he makes it through Hermes Basic.. he'll  be  aworkin' in the QM section, helpin' us put   armor an' weapons  together.. and . maybe  soem   time on the flight  Dec , if the CAptain needs   a spare set of hands...

 the parents  looked , the Mother  was  starting to cry, which made   Luke's  eyes  water a bit...Ma..don't....

 ..so....why did you call, if your   mind is made up?

 Morris   moved  around to the other  side  and  sat on a stool behind Luke,..Ma'am.. Sir.... He wanted to let you know... what he wanted to  do?.. He is of age, and that is  true... and..while  we normally  take  people from the  Rolls of the   Transport Bases, or  seasoned   transfers?... We  rather  have a  person come  aboard that seems   interested in  serving  in the ESN... I would say.. you shoudl be proud?.. But if I have to say it.. I might offend  your feelings...according to how you feel?... The hermes  Casts off  Torrom.. Ships time 2000 hours if you wish to come  Youa re most welcome... we... don't  do this  as a matter of course...but i think, under the circumstances...The Admiral won't mind...

  Me  Stanish Nodded,..we'll be  down  at 0800.. I suppose.. he'll be in uniform by then?

  Morris nods  slowly with a slight smile,..if he signs the papers... yes. If not.. we'll treat him to a  night of the Hermes.. I think he earned that much, for his enthusiasim ....

  ..Thank You... Luke.... you make up yuour mind... we'll see you tomorrow morning, one way or the other...

 The Mom  was   crying  with a frown... as the  Vid  Cut Out.

 Morris  clapped a hand on his shoudler, as he went  past to retake his seat.well..lad?

 He  Looked back at the other  two, Both held up their arms  and shook thier heads. He turned back to Morris...

 The captain  clasped his hands  and loked at the  kid.. he gave him a small smile,..now?  this is where it  starts..isn't it?... You have seen the Vids.. the figures, read   stories  and papers... you met flesh and blood  heroes, and Now you are sitting  in a small office, of the   'Tip of the Spear'... You could stay on Anzio..maybe get a job on the Docks , or APF SEC?... tell all yor friends   of how you got to  see the Hermes, walk around inside..talked to some of the people... or?.. You sign that paper.. you get a uniform and you become...one of those heroes.. that   kids   will look at every time you  come into port...

 ..I'll tell you this?... If  Byron  would have  Refused you... and   Rivets would have  said 'no'... you would be  in a Taxi right now...But they think you can  be  of help to the effort.. and that's good  enough for me..... If yu don't want to sign... that's fine as well.. we'll show you around the ship..I'll get ahold of the LC..he likes  showing the ship off... and in the morning, You Just go home with you Mom and  Dad... none of us.. will think  any less of you..but.. it starts with you?..  You say 'no thank you"..  we'll set you up for the tour....  you sign?... Then we   get you uniformed  and into your  quarters and start training... I believe  you  can make the after noon session.. you'll be sore  when your  parents  come.. but..  it will pass...So?.. Son?... Its up to you now...

 He looked  around   again, both ot the other men smiled   slightly, then  he looked at the Blank screen... He picked up the stylus...his eyes  were   wet  as he forced a smile,..I know..Mom  will be Bumed?.... Dad too..a little?... But .. I never though in a 100 years , i'd have this chance... so.. yeah... I want in...

 Morris   smiles  a bit   wider, he nodded a  closed  eyed  smile , before lookign at Luke ,..I understand.. My Mother felt the same way... Had to have the recruiter   come out to our little cobble stone to talk with  my  parnets.... they  said  yes.. and  her i am, some  60 years later...

 ..you are over 60?

 ..79.. but angle  food  helps  me   act a bit   over 40... thank you... he chuckled as  did the other men..

 ..wow!.. are your parents  still alive?

 Morris  smile  went away but  came back quickly, he raised his head,  closed his eyes  as he twisted his head a bit, then focused on Luke,..they would have been... But there was an EDT attack on the shopping center near our    town... they were killed in the blast..its not always those  in uniform, that  die in this  war...

 ..I'm Sorry.. I...

 His  hand came up,quite alright... water  under the bridge..stiff upper  lip and al that...but..thank you... Now?... what  will it  Be...

 Luke  Nodded and began to fill out the    form with teh stylus, then signed it.. his finger   waverd just  a heart beat before  he entered it...

 Morris  stood  the other two men took off   thier  hats  as  Morris   motioned  Luke to stand... he  read from an old  wrinkled  card  to swear Luke in...

 Welcome to the ESN, and the Hermes...  follow   Master Chief   Breen.. he's   issue you  , your  equipment.. then    he'll have you talked to the  Med Tech for a  scan or two... then?.. You'll  be shown to your quarters... after your  stow your  Gear,  you will report to   the Hanger Dec, until the after Noon Basic starts.. Welcome  aboard  Seaman recurit  Stanish..

  They Left  Both Men  Clapped  Him on the back as he  walked   wild  eyed  with them, back towards the QM

  Captain Morris Got the COM  and answered it    right away.

  He Got on his COM.....Lt   Case?  Please report to My Shed.. you have been..rather.. Voluneered  . it would seem...

In reply to Shed (msg # 170):

Justin's com toned. Instinctively plucking it fron his belt and reading its message in one smooth action. 'What now?' he thought as he left the app installing and headed across the hangar dec. Comming to a halt outside the Captains Shed, he rapped on the side of its dooway then stood at attention, waiting permission to enter.
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   Morris  smiled at Him,..Ahhhh.. Lt...  seems you got volunteered  for a bit of a search and destroy...wot?.. Yu like to Fly, yes.. of course you do...always   popping around, asking  for a bit  of   fly time ?

 Yes..here  he comes now...

  The   fellow   saluted  at the  door,..Lt Besserman.. Captain?... I am to fly a  search and destroy  with some Loser who got  stuck taking me out...

  Morris's   smile faded,...yes.. Just so.. Just so.... This is  LT   Kase.. he is...Senior to you... and he is ...'the loser'   who  is going to command this   mission?...

 ..now then... Yuou two will launch.. in..um....20 minutes.. should be enough time to get  yer suit on and  such...hmmm? 


 he loked at each, not expecting an answer,,..Right.. Jolly good.... so?.. you will fly..  about  10 O'clock  High.. on that vector  for... um....15  Minutes, I should think?.. You'll come across  a little debris... not much..Tenser Boys   did a bit of a sweep... But  from that location,  LT Kase  will set the  search pattern  and  You will seek and destroy. any Vampic aricraft out there.. If you come upon a ship.. you call it   in.. and  try to tag it.. don't be heroes... but there is  at elast one ship out there... and we want it found...  You two are the Lucky ones who get to go hunting.... Now...when you  get back..  LT  Kase, alog  with Gun cam Footage..  will make the case  as two whether you stay on the Hermes.. oe learn  how to grow rice on Aqra... should be damn esy.. with all that  muck down there..eh?

 ..right then?.. Off you go... Oh?   Kase... when your  reach the search area..no more then  2  hours?..

Justin eyed Besserman peripherally, it wasn't his place to offer suggestions as to what this Newbie could do with his oppinions. 2 hours search, engage targets of opportunity, tag capital vessels. Justin summarized. Enquiring which fighters they would be using he gave Captain Morris a snappy salute; then marched Besserman to gear up.

Once away from the shed Justin stopped marching slowing their pace to a walk. Looks like you're in a tight spot Besserman. Care to share your take on things with a brother Lieutenant?
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Morris from Hanger Dec<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<


 Captain Morris     set hus laptop  down    and  began to fix a  tea,  waiting fro teh pilots  to  return..

 If Henry Followed him in, he motioned to a chair.. if not.. he..didn't?

Justin stopped just oytstde the Captian's shed. Tidied himself up then wrapped on the door. Promptly opening it and allowing Besserman to enter when he got a responce. Upon entry he snapped to Attention and Saluted Lieutenant's Besserman and Kase reporting from our Reconnaissance flight Sir.

 Morris    waved  to   the  front  two chairs, in the small Office ( if Henry is there, he would be  in the back on the ther side of the shed.)

 a  Recon Indeed... I  won't beat   around the   Bush, LT Kase?.. I wish to Know what went on...

 Besserman  began to speak.


 ..You will..remain silent.. LT Besserman. This was LT Kase's   sortie and he will report..now,. Mr Kase?.. please  report.+

In reply to Jus (msg # 176):

Taking the offered chair Justin waited until directed to provide his report. Rising he placed the Doccumented report snd guncam disk on Captain Morris's desk for him to review as required. Returning to the chair Justin provided a verbal report as he understood the events.
Notably the Lieutenant's reluctance to follow acknowledged communication protocals.

Disreguard of a verbal directive to engage two identified threats; positioned on their port at 270, which if unchallenged allowed these bogiea a combat advantage of closing on Lt Besserman's and his rear.
A perceived failure, by Lt Besserman, to effectively utilise onboard sensors to locate; evade and engage mission threats.

  Captain Morris tapped  the  desk  with a pen.

 ..first off. LT  Kase... the  fact he  didn't  quite use  , what you feel, are COM Portocals ..isn't  anything to rasie   a Fuss about,  I would have to  punish the whole fighter  wing...So..we'll just strike that for the moment.

 Lt Besserman?...  what have you to say...

 Besserman   put his disc  on the desk...You will see... I sighted  two Vampic  fighters, and  attacked.. assumign My Wingman Hand   My back. I was in the lead  Position,  so it was his  Job to  follow...

 Morris's eyes  went back and forth between the  two,..what about the bandits  comoping  in from your  port side?


 ..Had  Kase  followed   me, we  would have waxed Both of the first  Bandits... then   we could have dealt with  the  new  arrivals... and  either  burned them, or Driven them off...But I went in alone.. I  damaged  one that retired  from the field, but the second  one chewed me up..which would not have Happened  Had   KAse Done his job..

 he  nodded slowly  as he looked at the   Gun CAM  discs...

 LT KAse, You'll have the last word  before   i  allow you two to carry on... what are your  thoughts  On Besserman's  assessment

Justin thought for a moment then dropoed his head in resignation. There was noting Justin wanted to say especially since Morris conceded this piece of crap's whining  demands and undermined any authority. Besserman had engaged the first two before he reached the ones that would have comming in on their rear. This to all extents may have resolved as Besserman related. Thank you Captain, I have nothing to add. he replied a glint of sadness in his eye. His effectiveness as a combat pilot was now in question. As just proven by a newbie in a combat situation. Guess it's time to apply for an instructing roll and head back to the any base that would be prepared to take on a washout.
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  ..Carry On, I will review   the films .. I will  Give   KAse a COM  with in the Hour... Have  a good  Night..

 Once outside the Shed, Besserman  smiles,..I see You Have alot to learn...Maybe  I'll be your new  Flight leader..

 The SEC  Trooper  outside the door   cleared his throat.

 ..YOU!..Have  AProblem  Trooper?


 ..Just wanna  Point  out the Kill Board  behind  us  Sir.. as  well as the Flight Lists.. so's you know...

    Besserman Looked at the   boards  for a Bit,..yeah..so?...  I'm Getting a Drink on the Red Dec.. You wanna  Come , Kase?


 The trooper looked at Justin  and  just rolle dhis  eyes.

In reply to shed (msg # 180):

No thank you Lieutenant. I got some paperwork to complete. Heading back to his quarters
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