falling asleep for a good..10 minutes.. He  wakes, looks around the   room and  rolls his eyes,

 getting Up, He  grabs the Sabre, puts his flight  jacket  as he  heads out the  door.. There is  Music  Coming from Beth's room, he  stops for a second  and chuckles to himself  , then heads   down to the rec dec.

  Stepping off the   elevator he sees a couple Ay His Table  and  shrugs, taking a seat near the  Vid  Box.

  The waitress who had the  trouble  with  the 68th saw him,LC?..I could ask them to move?

  Kray just Shakes his head with a bit of a frown,..let them go..they have a better use  for the view then I do..

 Sure..sure thnig..what will you have?

 Coffee..three sugars and enough milk to change colors..and..drop  a cred in the Vid  machine..let it play what it wants...
 She  took the  Cred chip with a soft smile and  went off to get the coffee...

 As he waited  for the  Coffee, he  played with  a stir stick, the Music  came on..he  gave  his ehad a slight shake and chuckled..


 https://www.youtube.com/watch?...t=PL65E11A04995160EE

  As he played with the   stir stick, he  saw someone stand By the table,He didn't even look up, Have a seat Beth......

 She sat with a sad smile and waved to the waitress for a coffee as well...

With the few times he ventured out of his Cabin for Meals in the Officers Mess Justin was found busily tapping away on hit assigned handheld. His fingers a blur of activity and his concentration fixed on the screen.

After the send off Justin grabbed a bite to eat from the Mess then headed back to his cabin for a much needed sleep. Awaking he showered dressed grabbed a meal then spent the day completing his admin and in the gym.
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Returning to his cabin from the Mess Justin showers and spends some time reviewing details and capabilities of Non ESN ships, assessing them in various scenarios against Capital ships, Merc and Merchant Freighters, Transports and Fighters which are both used and available in Delta Fleet. Ninety minutes later he switches of the Hand held and drifts off to sleep.

Waking refreshed Justin sifted his hand held for the OD's and admin, which he completed before showering, once dressed he dropped his uniform in at the MBLU grabbed a bite to eat and headed to the Landing Deck. For several days Justin had been attempting to arrange time with Mr Morris to get the man's feedback and insight into his application and planned iteration.

>>Hanger Deck 5

Waking from a restful sleep, Justin puts some finishing touches on the Flight training update, skims through the daily SOP's tidies up any admin and sending Captain Morris another version of his request for assignment, hopefully the Captain hasn't started to think Justin's becoming a pest. After a refreshing shower he heads to the Rec deck for breakfast.

From hanger deck msg#686

Being familiar with the quarters Justin stopped just before Vass raised his arm. Justin half grimaced "I'll just say there was a mission brief, during which I acted rashly and the condequences were to say the leas very serious."
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From Hangar Dec -->

Isaac nodded and smiled, running his fingers over where his name had been put up on the door. He turned to Kase, "Military environment is a place where you can easily fuck up, I wouldn't beat yourself up over it." He chuckled, "I mean, you're still here, how bad could it have been?" he paused for a moment, "They take your flight privileges?"

In reply to Isaac Vaas (msg # 84):

Justin's grimace intensified, crossing his arms he stared at the wall to your left The result was time in the Brig, where I was disciplined by the Marine Guards for mouthing off; I was then transferred out. he replied. You could tell by his stance he wasn't feeling that pleased at relating this. Thant's my take on it; if you're that interested best check the official record about what happened, that way you won't be getting a biased view.

Isaac raised an eyebrow, "God damn, that's rough. I've been in a similar situation though." He smiled and pointed to a jagged scar on his upper lip. "People don't like big mouths."

He turned to the door and looked back at Kase. "You mind if I get my shit squared away? I'd like to check out my new digs."

In reply to Isaac Vaas (msg # 86):

"Not at all I'll take the opportunity to grab a shower and change from my Flight suite. If you're done before me I'll be in the room six doors down on the left." Justin informs pointing down the passageway.
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Bishop offered a two fingered salute and opened his room door. "Sounds like a planley, Stanley. I'll see you when I see you." he walked into the doorway and closed the door behind him, dropping his drybag onto the floor and sighing. He was excited, but a layer of anxiety plagued him all the same. He just hoped he wouldn't fuck this up like he had with most of his other endeavors.

He looked around his room and was surprised to see that it was pretty extensive in terms of accommodation. He grabbed his drybag and swung it onto the bed, turning to explore his room and all of the appliances. He expected at the most a bed, a table, and maybe a vidscreen for emergencies, but this was not too bad at all. He walked into the bathroom, checked his appearance, then walked out to the door satisfied.

In reply to Isaac Vaas (msg # 88):

After a refreshing shower Justin changed into his fatigues then headed back to Vass'es room, sending him a com that he was waiting outside.

Isaac opened the door to the outside hallway just as his com alerted him that he had received a message from Kase. He smiled at the man as he closed the door behind him and nodded in the opposite direction of the door. "We meeting the LC now?"

In reply to Isaac Vaas (msg # 90):

Justin nodded to Vaas adding "Sure thing He's probably still on the Rec deck Hosting the Post Mission Get-together." Turning around and heading towards the Gathering.

to Rec Deck 4
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Having nothing else to do Justin drafted another request for assignment to Deep recon and forwarded it to Captain Morris for consideration.He grimaced at the thought that this would be the 37th he'd sent since being assigned to the ESN Hermes, being one per week.

Coming from the Hanger deck Justin started an upload of the data from his Dart before taking a long hot shower to relax, slipping on a fresh uniform he headed to Reck deck for the post mission gathering.

Ominarah's and the others in her shift, day consisted of rounds of the wards, treating and checking up on the patients; closely followed by a sharp decisive clash with the Hyrians which created the havoc the entire Medtec corps were busily dealing with. All in all the past 36 hours were quite tiring. On reaching her cabin Ominarah flopped into bed asleep before her head touched the pillow.

By the time he'd reached his cabin Justin had finished both sandwiches and his shake. Slipping the rubbish in the waste shoot he showered changed and bee-lined his way back to the Hangar Deck, with time to spare.

Justin spent twenty five minutes working on his flight sim app, adding new footage enhancing and updating code, to reflect the lessons learnt about enemy craft and tactics.

The timer Justin had set to 30 minutes sounded. Quickly switching off his work unit he headed back to the hangar joining the other pilots in Shadows Fligh.

Changing out of his gore covered flight suit Justin deposited these in a plastic bag bearing  the bio hazardous material cautionary labeling. Hooking his hand held to his workstation he started up the download and diagnostic app, leaving it to run as he took a hot shower.

Slipping back into his cabin Justin was quickly changed and asleep. The training & instruction he'd acquired in meditative methods, afforded him a high level of physical and mental regeneration. Waking four hours later completly rested and ready for another shift

Entering the cabin Justin switched on a tune as he flopped into a chair. Tapping away on his hand held he placed an order for a personal gym & exercise equipment to be delivered. When it arrived he wouldn't have to endure the slights of the ground huggers who frequented the gym. After a refreshing shower he flopped on the his bed, lulled to sleep by the relaxing tunes.
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Roused by his alarm Justin satup and looked around trying to place himself and why the timer had been set. Remembering the send off was due to take place shortly he edged across the bed grabbed his remote and tapped away on it his wall mounted monitor sprang to life. Feed from the Hangar Deck appeared and he gazed at it taking in the scene. Spotting some replacement crew and boats. Spotting some yellow at the front of D25 he isolated the image and zoomed in on the location. Chuckling at the image he returned to watching crew filtering in. Glancing towards glass of applejuice he'd prepared earlier for the sendoff toast.