<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/13/ZilkinAvatarMacross2032JPG.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lt Cmdr Zilkin Kaverosky<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Shinden<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Flashback 01 March 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moon Base Aluce Hangar/Officers Mess<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lt Maxine "Max" Cosinara<br/><hr/><br/><em>Wonderful...</em><br/><br/>The hug given by Max was indeed one which Zilkin would never grow tired of. It was an old feeling, one which they shared after successfully completing missions, and one Zilkin appreciated from this lovely woman. Although it took Max some effort to initiate it due to their height difference, Zilkin supported her as well, his arms gently patting her lower back as he smiled, the smell of Max's hair coming as a fresh scent after a long period of being in the Alert Room.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, they do tend to miss informing us of the specifics."</strong>Zilkin replied, allowing the woman to release him as he noted the slight flush on her face. Of course, he was feeling a little fuzzy after the momentary burst of emotion, a sensation which came with a tinge of regret. Regret not only borne out of the fact that the two were in the military where relationships were frowned upon if not actively banned against, but that the two had to part ways after Max was assigned elsewhere after passing her proficiency with the VF-5 with flying colors... Indeed, Zilkin would place Max as the Number Two in his squadron should she actually be assigned to Dragon, being the perfect candidate to be the Queen in the grand scheme of battle.<br/><br/>Perhaps Zilkin respected Max a little too much, that he'd keep her at a visible distance although they were close. After all, Zilkin himself was involved in a seemingly...<em>intimate</em>relationship with another pilot, notably his official wingman, a lady whose skill with the VF-5 caught his attention during the trials. Max was someone Zilkin worked extremely close with, often spending time in the training rooms to discuss curriculum and lessons required to fulfill the tactical role of a fighter pilot. Seeing Max as an instructor, Zilkin silent wondered why she was here as an instructor instead of a test pilot for newer prototype aircraft. No matter, and it was something Zilkin was silently glad of, for if she were not an instructor, the previous years would be dull indeed.<br/><br/>With the arrival of this training squadron, it was possible that only three out of the ten pilots did not require enrichment in their piloting skills, including Zilkin, his wingman and a third member who displayed his affinity with the VF-5 by successfully completing several tasks set out by Zilkin in their training maneuvers.<br/><br/><strong>"Or perhaps I simply thought it a dream to have you here with us once more."</strong>The red haired commander continued as he accepted the seat, his face showing none of the fatigue but all of his excitement. Her congratulatory gesture was accepted as Zilkin smiled in response, nodding as he slightly brushed away the praise with his other hand.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh you know, they just couldn't stop the best fighter pilot from his rightful rank."</strong>Zilkin replied with a wink, his hand flipping to hold Max's in a gentle grip.<strong>"It's just been... too long, Phade. So, what brings you over to Aluce?"</strong>