<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/75/TchakAvatarJPG.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>T'chak Chrasha<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Hawk 04<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 12, 2032 - 0850hrs<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Aluce Base-Fighter Training Room II.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cmd Nomura, Foss (m), Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pilot EVA suit.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>T'chak was striding quickly through the corridor's of ALUCE base as he made his way down to Training Room 2, eager to get his training underway so he can start doing his duty. Tucked underneath his left arm was his flight helmet as his brand new Pilot EVA suit squeaked as it hugged his bulky frame. There were slight bags underneath T'chak's eyes from lack of sleep the previous night as he stayed up well into the night after parting ways with Kathryn to being his study of the manuals he was given by Lt. Chu. In his Left breast pocket, the small check list sat for quick reference should he need it.<br/><br/>As he continued down the corridor, he was aware, but not focused upon everything that was happening around him. Other Pilots talking about their patrols for that day while those that flew all night were eager to get something eat while returning to their bunks for some well deserve shut eye. Techs, and other personnel trotting around trying to get their workcards done as they knew others were piling up with each passing moment. Many of them giving the large Zentran making his way down the corridor a wide berth. The stoic expression, and scarred countenance lending itself well to ensure his path was clear.<br/><br/>The door to the Training Room II's Lobby opened with a hiss as T'chak stepped inside, and looked to see if Commander Nomura had arrived yet. He was about ten minute early so it was possible that the Commander had not arrived yet.