GRAHAM
MESS HALL, NEW ANCHORAGE
AROUND NOON
It had been several minutes since Graham showed up in the depot to grab the new recruits to escort them to the Mess Hall. With all of the curiosities he had answered it had taken him marginally longer than he had initially predicted, which wasn’t bad in itself and he did not want to interrupt his known pilot’s lunch too early considering what was ahead. As the group of pilots followed him into the Mess Hall Graham’s eyes met with the exhausted, or bored, visage of Command Officer Jon Ignan who he had assigned the task of recording the NC pilot attendance. Whilst he obviously respected Graham by the way he stood up from his seat it was dead obvious that he didn’t want to be in the Mess Hall for some reason.
“Ignan.” The dark-haired commander spoke clearly.
“Commander.” Ignan replied as the stoic young man eyed the rest of the pilots with an air that gave off the impression he was decidedly unimpressed. Following his glance he then handed over the datapad that he held in his hands to Graham. As he did this, Graham could feel something was off when Ignan shot a glance to one of the pilots, Jan Van Gent, and when he read the datapad himself he saw
why.Damn it, Van Gent. Whilst Graham didn’t show an expression of irritated, he wasn’t too thrilled one of his current NC pilots didn’t know what the idea of “be on time” meant. It would be something he would have to make sure he knew in due time and even though Jan Van Gent came from an independent background he knew he had experience where schedules were important; but maybe he didn't think a mandatory lunch was important enough to set a proper schedule for. Whilst Graham did agree that it did seem pointless without the proper information, taking orders without information was kind of in the job description. He took a light breath as he handed the datapad back to the command officer.
”Very well. You are dismissed, Ignan.”“Many thanks, commander.” “Pilots—” Graham stated with authority before he removed his cigarette, clearing his throat.
“—If you could join my little tour, I have an announcement that concerns you all as well. Yes, even you Van Gent. But before we head off, feel free to introduce yourselves to the new blood to get that out of the way if you could?”The blonde-haired twenty year old had sprung to attention first-most, but that was probably was one of the things Graham had gotten to expect— even with Dr. Lofgren’s report that suggested something was up with Stein’s neural readings. But he figured that would have his bases covered with that fairly soon.
“Stein Kalfox. I pilot Unit 06, The Little Dragon. Previously I was a pilot for the Volkov Corporation’s Seattle branch from 2667 to 2677. I look forward to seeing how you fare in battle.”
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