<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Basic Aircraft Carrier "Nimitz" Class</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://media.defenceindustrydaily.com/images/SHIP_CVN-71_Theodore_Roosevelt_Cutaway_lg.jpg)</div></div><br/><br/>With quick movements he slipped from hall to hall aboard the ship as if he were one with the ship<strong> "Move quicker Dani!"</strong>he shouted back to her without even looking backwards.  Glancing down to his watch he smiled<strong> "PERFECT!"</strong>perfect indeed, it was lunch time.  With a sly grin he lead them upwards, up through ladders, up slick and narrow staircases, and up they went.  Noise echoed down the hall as they leveled off and slowed to a soft brisk pace.<br/><br/><strong> "so you photographers get hungry?"</strong><br/><br/>They errupted into the mess hall as sailors and officers alike sat squaking away at whatever they wished to speak about.  He continued pass the tables into the kitchens as a deep bellowing voice could be heard. "PHOENIX!," the man shouted "My Man! hows it going?"  if she chose to follow she'd find a tall burley black man with a soft face and a big smile in the midst of a handshake with the lieutenant. Tristyn turned smiling at Danielle<strong> "This is Master Chief Petty Officer Jackson, however we call him Master Chef,"</strong>it was ironic as they played the puns off of simple things like the TV show 'south park'.  The black gentlemen laughed light heartedly as he looked towards Tristyn "you didn't tell me beautiful young ladies like this follow you around?"<br/><br/>He extended his hand out to Dani smiling as he always did "Marcus Jackson at your service my lady" tall, dark, handsome, and a gentleman.  Tristyn looked to her<strong> "Oh yeah, Marcus this is Dani...Danielle Avena, Photographer of sorts," </strong>his assholeness shown through as he waved off her profession as if it was nothing<strong> "Captin' wants her here to make the ship look good, so my first thought was you my friend"</strong><br/><br/>The cook blushed as he looked the girl over "well my dear I am honored..." his pleasentries were cut short by the assholes mouth once more<strong>"so anywho, whats for lunch man?"</strong>he turned his back to Danielle as he looked the food selections over.  Speaking once more<strong> "Dani come get something, you probably wont eat till your off this damn vessel so eat up, its on Captin's tab"</strong>he smirked