<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 - 0930 - 1155hrs<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Aluce Base-Fighter Training Room II.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cmd Nomura, Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pilot EVA suit.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>It was probably for the best that Nomura did not get into a discussion about "Duty" with a Zentraedi. Each one, male and Female, were bred from the moment they were released from the cloning chamber that Duty was one of the most important tenants of their race. Once the Simulator's instruments blinked on once more with the prerequisite weapons load out. Displaying something very similiar to what T'chak would be seeing for now on behind the controls of VF-1<em>Valkyrie</em>. Yet there would always be a fondness, could one actually say that?, for the Zentraedi Regulds, and Glaugs that he used to pilot.<br/><br/>Like before, T'chak listened as Nomura would call out the controls and his hands would fly to the corresponding control. There was no hesitation, even when he makes a mistake. T'chak worked to perfect his muscle memory, and instinct. It would be these tools that would make the difference in a fight, and always have. The instinct to know what control to use. The muscle memory to find it without thinking. His fingers moving the weapons selector switch to the corresponding weapon when it was called out, and then returning it to "SAFE", and ready for the next action.<br/><br/>Nomura would then become decidedly more tricky as he would rehash control commands. This caused T'chak to trip up some in the beginning, but he would respond by quickly deselecting, and re-selecting the setting. Once more conditioning his muscle memory<br/><br/>It would approach noon as T'chak removed the opaque shielded Flight helmet, a light sheen of sweat upon his brow as he, and Nomura had been training almost non-stop for the past several hours.