[b] [i]The Rook[/i], currently docked with Orbital fortress [i]Invincible[/i]  [/b]

Logan and four other members of [i]The Rooks[/i] crew sat around a large crate, cards in hand and the scent of tobacco smoked heavy in the air. The five members of the group looked at each other and then back at their hand assessing both their cards and each other, finally they played their cards or folding their hands. "Four of a kind." One of the ensigns said, putting down her hand and grabbing her cigarette from the tray and taking a drag off of it, everyone turned to Logan who still had not put down his cards finally with a flair for the dramatics he put his hand down. "Straight flush sweetheart, i win." He said chuckling, and taking a sip from some of the whisky they had stashed away for their game night, with a curse the ensign threw down her cigarette and demanded to see his sleeves. "You just want to see me strip don't you sweetheart?" He joked but the joke was lost on the ensign who spoke sharply. "Take the jacket off you fucking cheat." She shouted, so Logan obliged and handed it to her so she could shake it down, satisfied with her checking of the jacket she stormed off. "You got lucky this time Noctura, but next time we are cleaning you out." She shouted as she left, the others going with her.

When they were clear he pulled his cards out of his boot and swept them back into the deck, then he walked over to a stack of crates where his helmet sat, the voice of the silver lady invaded his ears. "You know cheating with cards in your boots is one thing, but using me to spy on the opposition and tell you the cards in their hands just takes the sport out of it." She said, Logan just chuckled and came back at her with a defense of his own. "Then why did you help me?" He asked.
"Because you asked me to help you."
"But you don't have to help me, and so that makes you a accomplice."
The Ai laughed her laugh sounding like that of bells chiming. "I was programmed to help you, and are those contraband items I see on that crate? You do know that there are cameras in here and the captains AI is watching right. Also aren't you late for that strategic meeting?" The AI seemed to nag at him and he tuned everything out until she mentioned strategic meeting. With a curse he threw his helmet into the open cockpit of his fighter and threw on his flight jacket over his uniform and sprinted out of the hangar. He went through the docking tube and the airlock sequence before sprinting through the station.

When he finally reached the meeting it was over and he was out of breath. People were filing out, and the pilot looked at them looking for a face he knew. Finally his eyes settled on one of flight leaders from [i]The Rook[/i] He stopped her. "So what happened in there?" He asked, she just shook her head. "You're hopeless, I'm not going to bail you out this time. You'll just have to ask the captain and accept your punishment." She said and left him standing there, with a silent curse Logan set out to find Captain Neion, when he found him he was with Commodore Von Ingram, upon sight of the group he stood at attention and saluted, he knew better than to open his mouth and say something to the officers without them speaking to him so he stayed quiet instead fixing his eyes on Von Ingram and her rather ill fitting jacket. [i]"If she wasn't a Commodore the things I would do to her." [/i] He thought, for a second he stopped saluting so he could shake his head and get the thought out  of his head and then as if nothing happened went back to saluting waiting for the order to stand down.