<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'"><span style="font-size: 10px">As the visage of McTavish flickered and faded, Emmanuelle turned to his navigation crew and immediately relayed his new commands:<br/>
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“<b>Navigation, we will bi proceedin’ to Station Gamma 12 – input flight vector three-niner-three-zero and clear the skies ahead.</b>”<br/>
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With a “Yes, sir”, Navigation began inputting the necessary waypoints and flight instructions for the dedicated pilots.<br/>
Normally, on a typical Prescott Class Destroyer, Navigation was responsible for the actual flight of the vessel, but as Kgosiz Type 5 ship was a surprisingly nimble capital class vessel, it was early in its design phase decided that this particular type of ship would benefit from a specifically trained pilot who instead was fed navigational advise and input from both crews in Navigation and Tactical. While it added an extra command link, this draw-back was outweighed by the benefit of improvisation that only seasoned fighter pilots knew of.<br/>
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“<span style="color: DarkRed">Huh, she’s a rookie.</span>” Malcolm snorted with a bemused smirk painted on his less-than-appealing face.<br/>
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Kgosi gave him the benefit of a half-second glance, slightly confused:<br/>
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“<b>Who? Oh, their navigaita’?</b>”<br/>
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“<span style="color: DarkRed">Lieutenant Junior Grade Sienna Miranda, fresh out of Academy.</span>” His X.O quoted aloud, reading her enrollment papers and military file from a hovering holo-depiction, floating effortlessly beyond the clean surface of the holotable.<br/>
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“<span style="color: DarkRed">Two years theoretical training. Says here she wanted to be a “fighter pilot”, but was favored for capital ship navigation instead. Good grades too.</span>”<br/>
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Malcolm peered at his superior with one of those feisty, pompous grins:<br/>
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“<span style="color: DarkRed">She a rich girl. Mother was Alicia Miranda.. you know, that there hotshot from the Flagship.</span>”<br/>
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Emmanuelle paused for a brief moment, before commenting:<br/>
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“<b>So anotha’ rich-kid..</b>” he started:<br/>
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“<span style="color: DarkRed">Oh, don’t you come here and polish your halo..</span>”<br/>
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“<b>..oh don’t get mi wron’ now: Sometimes a upbrin’in’ in circumstances like tha’ is actually bad for first impressian’s and ya’ windin’ up gettin discriminatid. Believe me, I’ve experienced eh’t.</b>”<br/>
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The captain paused for a moment, before cracking his own grin:<br/>
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“<b>Le’s see how good grades transfer inta’ fast t’inking.. Pilot, belay flight maneuver until my go.</b>”<br/>
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He clicked a button and made direct communication with unsuspecting Sienna, greeting the formal jargon:<br/>
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“<b>This s Ambition Actual – good aftanoon, Lieutenant. Captain Kgozi speakin’ – first e’all, congratulations on ya’ appointment onto di Restless. Its customareh that the commanding offica’ welcome new navigation crew, as we will beh’ talking togetha’ occasionalleh…</b>”<br/>
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With a silent “go”, followed by a nod, the Navigation onboard Ambition relayed the flight package to her monitor while the pilot added just a notch-up on forward thrust – Commander Kgosi wasn’t exactly fair; military courtesy dictated that he should have had navigation relay Siena’s flight information immediately upon getting orders. Sienna now had to simultaneously thank Kgosi, confirm on her side that her flight solution had arrived and add thrust to the Restless engines.<br/>
It was considered good discipline that both destroyers simultaneously moved as one unit when flying together, and right now Siena could get too distracted to time her advancement with the escort Destroyer.<br/>
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It wouldn’t really have any adverse effect on any performance report, but sometimes, even veteran officers took the liberty of teasing not only eachother or from ship to ship, but as well down through the ranks.<br/>
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Emmanuelle languidly continued despite this:<br/>
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“<b>So once agin’, congratulations on ya’ appointment, lieutenant. Captain out.</b>”<br/>
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The pilot smirked as he pulled up an external view of both Destroyers by the help of a camera mounted on one of the nearby frigates, inspecting the results of Kgosis little devious trick to see whether she was fast enough.</span></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>