<div class="floatleft">(https://myanimelist.net/images/characters/4/34461.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lt Maxine "Max" Cosinara<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Phade<br/><strong>Date:</strong><em>Flashback</em>01 March 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moon Base Aluce Hangar/Officers Mess<br/><strong>With:</strong><em>Mentioning</em>Lt Cdr Zilkin<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Max sat staring at the roster for her new RIO while she sipped a cup of creamy brown coffee.  It never ceased to amaze her how bad navy mess halls always seemed to screw up coffee even with the advent of higher end coffee machines.  Thankfully the mess also had had enough sense to buy said coffee machine and leave the complaints to the machinery and not on their cooks.  Her flight in the day prior had been fairly uneventful, minus the LSO's less than thrilled reprimand of her landing procedures.  She still didn't know why Tyco base had let her bring her veritech to this new posting, especially now that she was looking her RIO.  Her Veritech hadn't been modified for EW support the way the new VF-5's had been.  She'd still need to use it to train the pilots, but there wasn't a high likelyhood she'd be flying it very often.<br/><br/><em>Wild Weasels</em>was what they were calling her new position.  Max and her RIO would be the bait while they looked for radars.  It had always been a fun mission in the simulators, but being able to put the VF-5's to the test in this new role would be an interesting challenge.  The prospect of that challenge brought a soft grin to her lips.  She'd also heard rumors that Zilkin would be the new Squadron Commander.  It had been a little over a year since they'd last seen each other.  Talking was different, but being stationed on opposite sides of the planet meant it was hard to keep up the pace of their<em>argument</em>.  But for him to be here, stationed with her brought a whole new level of color to her face.  While they had talked, things had been left unsaid.<em>Was it too much to hope?</em>She wondered as she sipped at her coffee.  He'd always found a way to bring out the test pilot in her.  Max thought her father would be proud to see her pushing the VF's as far as she did.  A lot of that came from him, but lately a lot of it came from Zilkin.  There were days he infuriated her with his logical mechanical look at how things worked.  And other days she loved that he could see it as more than just a machine like she did.<br/><br/>They wouldn't be in the same squadron, which made things easier, but she was sure they'd see each other.  Max wondered if he ever thought of her.  The last time his other activities had thrown a wrench into any plans.  Maybe this could be different.<br/><br/>