"Know the feeling, wished we could all get a together sometime before they attack again or something worse happen"

That brings a smile.

"We should, for a few drinks at least.  I think our little four did a lot of good, our um.. body count, was high, and we all lived."

"So true, those poor folks. Have you changed to Spacy by the way?"

She shakes her head.

"Not yet, I am taking my cues from my CO.  He's still Marines.  What's the point of doing it?"

"Well, I mostly followed the squad but they are mostly the same as Navy as I was before and not really sure how much difference it's from the marines. Perhaps you CO has plans to form a different wing or something?"

"He said he would try to get me on with him.  I can hope it is a permanent assignment."

Douglas makes it to the morning briefing.  After the usual information is delivered, questions asked and answered, and teams assigned, he is back in space, helping to recover more of Macross City.  Unfortunately, this also include the retrieval of those who did not make it.  He is a part of the team assigned to meatwagon duty, and he realizes this is going to be an extremely long day....
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Released from the briefing Meiko picks up her small stash of belongings... no "trash" (as DST calls it), just some skivvies and hygiene stuff, a spare uniform that like the one she is wearing is new.

She heads to her former commanders office, knocking politely if he seems to be in, entering when called inside.

She drops her small bag of belongings at the door and comes in and salutes.

"A pleasure flying with you sir.  I have been reassigned."

Having packed most of his stuff from his now old room and thanked some of the Skull's for the past years Jack stop outside Roy's office, and after his knocking on the door is acknowledge he enter the room giving a salute.

"Commander, as I have been assigned to another squadron I would like to thank you for the past two years in your squadron. I pray that we all make through this trip back to Earth and once there the first beer is on me"

Major Davis is at his desk. He stands, returns the informal salute (US Marines only salute indoors if 'under arms', but considering the situation its apprperiate) and then sits back down.

"I received the notification last night. Your transfer was at the request of your new squadron commander. Your assigned bird will be transferred to your new squadron as well."

"Even though your no longer part of a U.S. Marine squadron, your still a U.S. Marine. Keep up the good work."

Roy waves Jack in and while sitting gives a short salute.

"The squadron is absorbing VF-96 to replace the four planes we lost. You didn't get transferred because you the odd man out without a plane but because your new CO requested your transfer."

"Once they get Macross City up and running there'll be a few bars. We can have that beer then."

A snort.

"The Few, the Proud, sir.  Apparently she didn't request me for my leadership skills.  How many 4 bird flights managed to not lose a single plane, let alone pilot, in that battle?"

She shrugs.

"I am not a bit happy about this, requested or not.  I will be requesting to transfer back, as often as I am allowed.  If you will have me."

"I've read your after action report 1st Lieutenant. You had a three bird flight that picked up two more birds, one of which was shot down. I am putting you in for Bronze Star for leading that flight of five, and clearing the deck of the Prometheus of alien mecha."

"You will be getting a DFC for your nine kills."


"The only reason I allowed your transfer is because I don't want to break up any of the crews just to keep you in the squadron. If an opening does come up for a pilot your going to be my first request."

She seems taken aback a moment.  "Ah, thank you sir.  Five birds, yes.  I brought back four."



"I'm a pair leader there, under the command of two, flight and squadron, that I led in that battle.  I don't like that.  I won't wish for someone's death to come back, but I will make it clear I do not wish to be there.  And as for the commander, I have tried to be nice.  You read my report, she second guessed half my orders.  I don't want to work for someone like that. "

She tightens her jaw.

"How about removing me from flight status, I can train as a reserve?"
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In reply to Roy Fokker (msg # 211):

"That would be nice, sir. And it feels good to know that I don't leave the squad due to bad performance.

Sir, if I'm not able to transfer back is it okay for you if I have a symbol on my VF that would hint I was part this squad" Jack drops his salute but doesn't relax to much.

"Lieutenant you should look at the bigger picture. For the first time in the history of mankind we fought an enemy we knew literally nothing about. There were a lot of suggestions being tossed around over the radio. Some of those suggestions probably saved lives. As it is a lot of mistakes were made that cost us a lot of lives."



"There are 100 veritechs without pilots. We're going to be hard pressed to get qualified pilots to man them all.So no your request to be removed form flight status is denied."

"Don't do something stupid to get taken off flight status either."

"I don't think that'll be possible, who knows how much paint we have available. But no one is going to take away your squadron patch or your issued helmet."

[Private to Jack O'Neil:
Don't forget your helmet will ID you as having been a VF-84 pilot.]

"Right... so suck it up buttercup, life sucks and then you join the Marines, sir?"

In reply to Roy Fokker (msg # 217):

"Right, I will send a request and hope for the best then. Until then I will keep what I have left close to me" Jack give a smile and offer a handshake. "I better get going, new duties now as Safety Officer. Stay safe sir and thank you for this time

Once that is done Jack will leave Roy's office behind and with what little things he have head back towards his new quarters.

[Private to Roy Fokker: Thanks, had almost forgot about that one.]

Major Davis stands up. At six foot 1 inches tall he towers over Lt Levina who is only five foot 3 inches tall. He says two words "Lieutenant, Atten-chun!"

[Private to Meiko Levina: You should probably go to the position of attention when ordered to by a superior.]
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She very seriously snaps to attention, as trained.  Eyes focused directly forward on the far wall.

After Lt Levina attains the position of attention, Major Davis walks over to his office door and shuts it. He then walks back behind his desk and addresses Lt. Levina. His voice doesn't become screaming or yelling. It's only a little bit louder then the earlier conversation when he was sitting down.

"Lieutenant, your complaining attitude and general tone of dissent is the exact definition of doing something stupid to get taken off flight status. Keep it up and I will have you re-assigned to shoveling shit down in the ships sewage treatment plant."

"Understood?"

"Aye Aye sir.  Lima Charlie, Sir."

"Good..." The Major's tone gets softer. "I need you to start acting like the U.S. Marine aviator that you are. Show people that by accepting the assignments your given without any hint of complaint."

"Your dismissed, please leave the door open on your way out."

"It's been a pleasure flying with you sir."

She salutes, does a smart about face, and leaves with decorum and military precision.

She also leaves the door open.