Blinking a few times when he literally turned around and explained why they treated him this way, she didn't entirely understand. Then again, she was not even human, she was a machine and couldn't understand the complex social structure of these humans. All she felt was sympathy for the man, but his attitude did seem to be on the wrong side and even ignored her a bit. Irked her to no end. Why did they care all so much about being aces? They got paid, they did their jobs, lead somewhat comfortable lives, why compete? Though from what she can tell, he didn't screw up, everyone was just making nasty assumptions which she didn't like at all.<br/><br/>Listening to him talk about the top brass assuming he was some sort of hazard, her head slowly tilted to the side. Was it because he hogged his enemy? Did he sacrifice others in order to get what he wanted? The way he talked and barely defending himself along the line, seemed to throw her off a bit. Then that's when he turned around and said that she had a combat patrol sortie with him in fifteen minutes. Wait, why was she being given this order from him? She took orders from only the Fleet Commander and Captain, and she knew both of them.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I can't wait to be promoted to lieutenant Colonel...</span>She thought to herself as she watched him leave the room and made his way off to where ever he was going. Getting up from the stool as she finished the drink relatively quickly, without suffering from any form of brain freeze, she would make her way out of the rec hall and down the corridor. Taking the main shoot, she slid down to the hangar level without hindrance and waltzed into her squadron's area.<br/><br/>In the middle of six other oddly looking Veritech, they didn't even look like the ones that the rest of the expeditionary fleet had. Let alone, it didn't look like a human fighter at all. The overall shape was that of an arrow head, similar to a 21st century Stealth Bomber. Its sleek black and grey hull had various weapons emplacements on it. A dual barrel rail gun on the top, two dual barrel maser cannons on the front, six concussion missile tubes and a handful of multi-purpose explosive-missile modules. If anything it looked more like a gunship compared to any other typical veritech due to its size, however, despite its size its main capacity was that of stealth due to its high tech ECM systems, temperature regulation and optical camouflage.<br/><br/>She had arrived a full ten minute before the sortie had to begin. The cockpit cabin would lower itself down and open for her to climb inside and as she did, the helmet formed over her head, masking herself as the cockpit would then go back into place before folding into the rest of the stealth bomber. In the pitch darkness of her cockpit, a holographic suit would surround her. Moving her hands, the ship would begin to start up, its sensors came online. The entire ship was interactive with the pilot's movements, thoughts, emotions. None of the other pilots have been able to fly it, mostly due to the fact that none of them have any neural link for the thoughts and emotional part of the flying.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="https://i.ibb.co/Dpz6bqs/58St0fu.png">[ img ]</a></div>