<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/abPLVVi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>LCDR Hana Duet<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Marcenas</em>starboard observation deck<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Duty Uniform under Normal Suit<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jackson<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><strong>"Looks like we have fresh meat for the grinder."</strong><br/><br/>"We do indeed," Hana replied, although whether she found that analogy amusing or not couldn't be clearly read from her tone.<br/><br/>Beyond them at the end of the hanger, the gate raise, secured and whirling red lights at either side of the gateway went dark.  "About time," Hana mused while unfastening her normal suit's helmet.  She gave it a good tug off, then pushed down her hair before the mess could go full-Medusa and fastened the helmet to the back of her best so it didn't float away.<br/><br/>"And speaking of<em>fresh meat</em>, I believe your new teammates just arrived."  Hana eyed her datapad, then gestured her stencil back and forth between two of the women in line.  "Three and four on the green.  Sergeant Summers and Ensign Ihlefeld.  All we're waiting on now is --" The XO fell silent as an update alert blinked on the face of her pad.  "No, scratch that... looks like there's been a change of plans.  Anyway, why don't you go get acquainted with your new teammates.  Starboard hanger is going to be assigned to you three, by the way."<br/><br/><div align="center">*****</div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sgt. Chloe Summers<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Marcenas</em>starboard observation deck<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Duty Uniform under Normal Suit<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sera, Jackson<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>The one-man ensign welcoming party worked through the line efficiently -- quickly processing each in turn, updating each new arrival's security access, assigning quarters, and downloading pertinent information to their individual datapads.  While stepping up ion the line the woman next to Chloe introduced herself.<br/><br/><strong>"Ensign Ihlefeld."</strong><br/><br/>Chloe returned her nod and offered a smile.  "Sergeant Summers.  Chloe," she introduced in kind.  Things seemed casual enough that she passed on the formality of a "sir" or "ma'am".  She then noticed the MS Pilot Badge stenciled on Ensign Ihlefeld's normal suit.  "Hey -- looks like we may be flying together.  Nice to meet you."