<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b7/CmdrNomuraMacross2032JPG.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cmdr. Hitoshi Nomura<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 12, 0900<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fighter Base, Training Room II<br/><strong>With:</strong>T'chak<br/><hr/>It was about five minutes before the full hour that Commander Nomura arrived at the training room, dressed in the blue-breasted jumpsuit of an officer who didn't expect any formal or administrative duties. Despite having ordered T'chak to wear his spacesuit – which could be expected to include a helmet – the Commander carried a helmet bag with him.<br/><br/>"Good morning." He looked the Zentraedi officer over and nodded his approval. "Come along and we'll see what we can do to make you a Veritech pilot." The wing commander made a beeline for the door and waved over his shoulder for the pilot to follow him.<br/><br/>A moment later they entered a room that was just large enough for the nose assembly of a VF-5 fighter, mounted on struts that raised it the same height above the floor as it would be in a fighter craft resting on its wheels. A standard boarding ladder on both sides allowed access to the cockpit. Cables ran from the belly of the cockpit assembly to a few computers along one wall of the room, where various cockpit functions and displays could be activated.<br/><br/>"Up you go, and take a good look inside for now," Nomura invited T'chack, gesturing to the port side ladder, while he climbed the one opposite. "Now, before we start on the actual controls, first things first. One, if you have any questions, if I am not explaining things well enough or thoroughly enough, you tell me. By the time you are qualified on a veritech, a cockpit like this will be your home. My job is to make it your home.  If I fail that job I need to know.<br/><br/>"Second, before you actually get in the seat, lets go over the ejection seat and how to arm it for a flight, safe it afterwards."<br/><br/>The Commander leaned into the cockpit and showed T'chak the pins in place to prevent an accidental activation of the ejection seat, removed them, held them on his palm. "Four pins. Count them, store them in your spacesuit, re-insert them when you leave the cockpit." He put the pins back in and briefly went over the various knobs and levers used to adjust the seat's position.<br/><br/>"Now, take the seat and make yourself comfortable."