Sciforums Fleet

Shin walked to the officer's mess. As for the other officers, they have to order the food they would like beforehand, so when they arrive, their food will be ready. Officer's can order what they would like, instead of the same as everyone else. Shin and his squad didn't need to, their dietary schedules already set. The mess crew is very puzzled by their food, and the complications involved in preparing them, it ave them a lot of headaches, sweat and tears. He scanned his ID to get his food. He looked around for his squad, he didn't see them, they are at the mess hall for the enlisted sailors, soldiers and non-commissioned officers, despite being officers, it is for getting to know the others. He then got his food and sat down at the section for Lieutenants and above, at one of the tables for staff officers.
 
A young officer, perhaps in his twenties stood beside Shin and asked,

"Mind if I sit here?"

Shin then said,

"Help yourself,"

He sat down and said,

"So, I have heard that you are the tactical/strategic forecaster and the chief staff officer,"

Shin then said,

"Yes, I am,"

He then said,

"I have never heard of a tactical/strategic forecaster before,"

Shin then replied,

"It is a role within ESSCPA Special Operations,"

He then said smiling,

"You are a Super Soldier right?"

Shin then replied,

"Yes, I am a Super Soldier,"

He then said,

"Wow, I have never met a Super Soldier before, I have heard some positive, and not so positive things about ESSCPA Super Soldiers. Isn't there a bounty on your head or something? Not that anyone here will or can turn you in or anything,"

Shin then said,

"Ah, yes, one million for a Super Soldier dead or alive,"

He then said,

"Wow. Anyways, if you don't mind me asking, are you half-Xenturian?"
 
Once they reached the hangar, Tiberius opened the door. The hangar had been cleaned up.

"Alright, let's get to work." Tiberius walked over to one Viper. He then opened up a toolchest.

"Do you know you way around a Viper?"
 
"well I kind of have too I fly it. yeah I do at least some stuff like how it could affect the handling in atmosphere."
 
"Ok. What we have to do first is find a place to install the shield generator. That means we need to open up the Viper." Tiberius tossed Razor a Titanium Ultra-Drill. "Get cracking."
 
Shin nodded and said,

"Ah yes I am,"

"Cool, I have also heard that you are psychic or something," he said,

Shin then said,

"Is that so?"

He replied,

"Ah yes, word gets around doesn't it?"

Shin then said,

"I am psychic,"

He then said,

"Wow, anyways, I forgot to introduce myself, Lieutenant Joesph Cato, staff officer of Captain Flemster, in charge of logistics," he extended his hand,

Shin then said shaking Cato's hand,

"Lieutenant Shin Taira, Tactical/Strategic Forecaster, Tactician, Strategist and Chief Staff Officer of Captain Flemster,"
 
Okay I think we've done it, kato said

"Finally" said the other helmsmen.

"You'd think they would have checked to see if this ship could fly before even building it" I said

"Yah, I thought for a while we would never be able to get her to fly out of the dock to space."

"It's all in the thrusters." kato said

"Well know we've got to do it in real life, not just some simulation."

"Yah, well, signal the dock that we can start boarding, lets fire up the core." kato said

"aye sir", the other helmsmen replied.
 
Shin nodded and said,

"Ah yes I am,"

"Cool, I have also heard that you are psychic or something," he said,

Shin then said,

"Is that so?"

He replied,

"Ah yes, word gets around doesn't it?"

Shin then said,

"I am psychic,"

He then said,

"Wow, anyways, I forgot to introduce myself, Lieutenant Joesph Cato, staff officer of Captain Flemster, in charge of logistics," he extended his hand,

Shin then said shaking Cato's hand,

"Lieutenant Shin Taira, Tactical/Strategic Forecaster, Tactician, Strategist and Chief Staff Officer of Captain Flemster,"

OOC: wth? I thought I was kato.
 
why the romans shogun? No offense, but this is the future, this is our reality, lets not let the mistakes of history dictate the reality we create.
 
After the hull of the fighter was taken apart Tiberius took a look inside.

"There's a spot. Right inbetween the Ejection system and the Main Turbine. So. Now we have to......... crap."

Tiberius looked at Razor. "We need a shield generator."
 
"I think we might have some in the storage room I'll go see." Razor jogged off to the storage room grabbing a hover cart on the way he went inside and began the long search. (the storage room is a big room carrying lasercannons engines ect.)
 
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