ILLUMINARRPG: (2 - 1115) ACONN Ensign Alexander Dyson

[Ruben Hilbers]

Mission:  Prelude
Day: 1
Stardate:  2446.03.23

(USS Illuminar – Holodeck Two – ACONN Alexander Dyson – 1115)

Alex hit the last Cylon raider and it exploded. The assignment for this session done, the computer ended the program. He was upside when the program ended, but the safety protocols kept him from falling flat on his face. ~Better.~ He was surprised that nobody had showed up to yell at him for his disastrous performance in the Mark III. When the doors open, he found Lieutenant Corday waiting for him.

“Did that make you feel any better?” The Lieutenant asked.

“What do you care ?” Alex realized that despite having just spend time inside his Viper, he was still feeling extremely cranky.

(Reply Corday)

Alex had to suppress the urge to roll his eyes. ~Keep your cool, Iceman.~ “And you can save me the pompous speech about practicing in a fictional spacecraft. The Mark-II is my baby and I’m not giving her up. I’ll practice in the Mako and the Mark-III later.” Not that he expected their to be much later. ~This close to Sol, the paperwork will take one day to process, maybe two or three.~

(Reply Corday)

“Look, you’ve achieve your goal with your little drill. I’ve already put in for a transfer to another base or starship. So you can join little superior ‘Starfleet Academy’ jocks and toast getting rid of the idiot civilian trained pilot,” He hadn’t raised his voice one bit, but there was clear and cold fury in his words.  “So, why don’t you do us both a favor and go to your little club of pampered pilots with their cushy AI’s,  soft bellied neural interfaces and overrated computers ?”

(Reply Corday)
(Posted by Ruben)