Mik was awoken to the a rather loud buzzing. Trying to focus on the cause of his rude awakening his eyes finally landed on the door. Why the hell was the door buzzing.... as he listened longer the buzzing became more of a chime or a ring. Mik groggily got out of the bed and stumbled to the door. He was feeling a bit stupid at this point as he began to realize some was ringing the bell to his room. He slowly opened the door and tried to smile.... only then realizing he must look awful.<br/><br/>The attendant seemed to smile. "Sorry for awakening you sir but Captain Troy has called a feast and all the crew is invited."<br/><br/>"Thanks I will be ready as soon as I can." Mik smiled and closed the door and slumped against the wall. trying to remember what had happened. There had been a fight, he had repaired his mech and after that... he had tried to find his captain but failed miserably so he had returned to his room for some sleep. That was where he messed up! Mik rushed to the bathroom and straitened up making sure he looked well for dinner. He was sure he would find Captain Fellowes at the dinner.<br/><br/>Mik left his room feeling a bit more awake and headed down to the banquet, he merely followed everyone as he assumed they were all going to the same place. A breath of relief passed through his lips as he made his way into the halo-deck. The decorations were that of something from a medieval castle. Mik smiled, he had always enjoyed things like this. Ever since he was a boy reading of daring adventures of things long gone. Mik looked up the room and saw Captain Fellowes and Captain Troy seated at the head table. Mik also saw other members of his old crew beginning to sit down so he assumed it was safe to sit up there for the time. Plus he would have to meet Captain Troy as he was a transfer pilot.<br/><br/>Walking up to the head table Mik took a seat next to his current Captain, Captain Fellowes. Mik wasn't exactly a normal soldier.... some people would consider him a bit of a freelancer. But that was because he was good at what he did and often times he needed to be under his own command to conduct certain missions. It was a it complicated but for the most part Mik followed the rules perfectly. His only problem was he had never had any training so he had no idea how to address his 'superior' officers in a proper way. Something that right now he wished he had learned.<br/><br/>So choosing not to look like a total idiot Mik remained quiet and waited for the Captain to address him.... he assumed that was the safest road to take. Best not to interrupt right now as it looked like he was talking to Captain Troy. Mik smiled and sat there and couldn't help but notice captain Troy. As far as woman went Mik had to say she was very beautiful. Although the worries of being a captain were on her, her face appeared unstained by the stress of these days and held its natural beauty. Her Captains attire which to most would look intimidating only complimented her features in Mik's eyes. Now he was being silly. Eyeing the Captian! What kind of idiot did that. Mik quickly shoved such notions from his head and turned to the meal. It was only then that his stomach informed him that he was in fact starving.