"Next!" roared from the interview room, as one particularly young, inexperienced and unlucky airman just had his dream of joining a 304 crushed. Unfortunately for them, Black's crew was almost complete and she could afford to be picky. Only captain Falk passed from the last batch so far, and Catherine was ready to drop her requirements somewhat just to be done with this quickly. She can always gate them back and get replacements later should they prove below par. With her stomach growling, she called the last candidate in.

Fortunately for her, this one was a 304 pilot that was not only competent, but also had previous experience flying a 302 against Anubis in Antarctica. With the interviews done, she packed the recorder and unplugged the flash drive from it to deliver to Mr. Williams. For his sake, Catherine hoped colonel Blaze was having better luck with his share of paperwork. Hers took so long that she even missed the Tok'Ra and Jaffa arriving, although she would prefer to meet them when she had some time to spare rather than for a quick greeting in the gate room.

On her way to the cafeteria she happened to stumble upon a bunch of marine that were to join her ship training weapon assembly in one of the free briefing rooms. Hungry and exhausted by the interviews, her mood was generally evil, and the idea of inspecting their progress was born. Walking into the room without so much as a knock, the marines quickly gave her a salute. "Back to work, you''re on time!" she scowled and watched with inward amusement as they hastily resumed assembling the guns. When the alarm clock rang, she noticed one unlucky soul and approached. "Are you ready for combat, soldier?" she asked, her gaze burrowing into his eyes. When receiving a positive answer, she loaded the gun, pressed it against his thigh and pulled the trigger. The soldier winced, but nothing happened. Bowing down, Black picked up a missing piece of the firing mechanism that fell on the ground while the man was saluting her and laid it on the table in front of him. "Again!" she barked and left.

Her lust for blood somewhat satisfied, Catherine grabbed a quick bite and headed to Williams' office. She didn't know the man nearly as much as she would have preferred given he was technically her boss, but with his time being spent mostly in his office or quarters, he was a bit hard to reach with her own busy schedule. Walking to the secretary (If she could only have one), she tapped her table to gain her attention: "Captain Black. I have the personnel reviews Mr. Williams wanted."