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"Good. Now, if you will all folllow me, please. We can load the Frigate and be on our ways." Kerlyn said. As all of you troops out after her, down the corridor, and a left and the intersection, to a large elevator. This elevator takes you down soundlessly to the Flight Deck, where it opens up into a massive bay easily the size of most small towns of fifteen hundred people. All along this bay are techs, engineers, and the like working on many of the maitnence intensive craft. The noise is deafening as there's plenty of heavy machinery moving, to which an air lock opens on your right, and in glides a tug bringing a badly damaged fighter. As the corvette lowers its cargo the deck, the area is already swarming with repair crews, with an AI repair drone unhitching from the ceiling and lowering down above the fighter to grasp it as the Corvette lets go.

Your attention is finally called when Kerlyn is waving her hand in your face, and gestures to a frigate down the line a few slots over, with all of your ships already loaded on board. The craft itself has no central section to speak of. The back section of the frigate has the engines, and auxillary life support, then the central spine that runs to the fron of the ship, which has the bridge, power plant, some space for waiting with a table, a small kitchnette, and above the bridge is a smallish turret, not much bigger then the Corvette's turret. This turret is simply there to keep Fighters, Corvettes, and Frigates honest in a fight.

As your eyes travel the length of the craft, you find your fighters already locked in, with Reico's being the strangest out of the group. It looks like him, almost, in terms of body shape of that of a Gryphon. That's where the similarities end. Nestled between each 'wing' joint and 'neck, is a barrel of a mean looking plasma cannon of some sort, while under the 'head' of the craft is a tri-barreled weapon system of kind. The paint job is incredibly strange as well. The ship is painted to resemble space, with light absorbing black with bright white spots scattered randomly about. It gives you the sense of staring into space when you look at it. The other oddity of the paint job is the flowing script around the cockpit, which you can't read the alien script.

1st class Flight Officer Ward's craft, however is most decidedly human. The ungainly looking craft is built in human fashion: Ugly. The craft you can tell is built to take punishment. On the other hand... What the hell was she thinking with her paint job? The craft is painted a blinding pink color! It doesn't have 'camoflague' to speak of! What's worse is the fact that on the tail, painted on the engine is "Circus Show" in bright purple cursive lettering. A more sobering note, however is the fact that she has a number of Xed out flight helmet silloettes, twenty six to be precise.

"THAT'S OUR RIDE! GET ABOARD!" Kerlyn bellows at you to fight over the noise of the bay.

SITUATION:
Well, it seems that you are on your way to your first real engagement, against Pirates. Well, its a matter of time now before things get dicey.

Jet and Spike both look around the Flight Deck, jaws agape, until Kerlyn snaps them out of their mutual amazement at seeing thier first Tier Flight Deck from this vantage point. Jet smiles on her way to the ship when she sees the Corvette sitting among the other ships on the frigate, amazed that the gun-metal black ship actually has a shark mouth painted on the front, just like she had been told.

Spike, also looking at the ships, comments, "At least they won't see us coming."

He glanced around the passengers quickly before looking over his should at Dani. "I'll go three. Good luck." He grinned and looked forward again.

dani had passed the time catching up on her reading with her PADD. ancient earth mystery novels by a Sir Conan Doyle. when the commanding officers started talking, she saved a rhyxi dictionary to her bookmarks file and put her digital device away as they came out of hyperspace.

dani was only 3 seconds behind danny and rushed to the side of the fighter he hadn't claimed. she patted it smartly as an expert rider might pat their favorite horse and said "there's a good girl. we're going out to fight pirates! isn't that exciting?" she jumped in and turned her on. "i promiced danny that we'd kill four of them. sound ok by you?" she put on her flight helmet so that the rest of the crew could hear her over the comm "i'm naming her Buffy."

dani hummed along with what she was doing. a tonal mnemonic she had invented back in the academy. as the engines rose in pitch her hum followed, the two harmonizing. at least in her mind.

"danny's the bait and i'm with kerlyn. got it." she said seriously. with same nicknames, confusions can be made.

((I must say I love the way things get. . . umm. . . jabbed?. . . at me, and have complaints about it.))

"TACCOM Four. Check."