<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 - 1330hrs<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Aluce Base, Main Hanger - Section Five<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pilot EVA suit.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>The Door to the Main hanger hissed open as T'chak strode in to the cavernous hold that comprised one of the largest Features on the base, its main hanger. Though In reality, it was rather comparable to the hangers on the<em>Quiltra Queleual</em>Class Landing Ship Tank (http://macross2.net/m3/sdfmacross/quiltra-queleual.htm). Taking a moment, T'chak looked around for Section Five where he was suppose to meet Commander Nomura to look over the Ready 15 aircraft. Along the large Durasteel plate walls, T'chak would see large numbers emblazoned upon the all. Most likely that would denote the sections if he was correct to assume.<br/><br/>So when he spot the area of the Main with a huge "5" emblazoned in faded white paint, T'chak began to make his way over there. Crossing Busy hangers was nothing new to the micronized Zentran. Literally his entire life revolved around Busy hangers where Pilots were scurrying back and forth underfoot of large mecha in order to sortie for another mission, and battle. So as T'chak made his way across, he deftly avoided moving trolleys carrying ammunition to load into Mecha, Runners trying to relay messages, Mecha tromping about the floor. His pace hardly affected at all by any detours he would come across.<br/><br/>After a minute or two, he would approach Section Five where Several VF-1s were sitting. Their slightly longer Cockpit Assembly showing them to them to be the recon model that T'chak will now be piloting with both the Pilot's seat and RIO's seat. T'chak would approach one solitary Aircraft tucked away in to the corner. Looking over its lines, the familiar VF-1<em>Valkyrie</em>has earned this Zentran's respect in battle as he faced off against many during Space War I twenty years ago. This was really the first time that T'chak had a chance to get close enough to see a Valkyrie this close before.<br/><br/>Tentatively he reached out and brushed his finger tips against the cool armored exterior of the craft. He had heard Micronians talk about a connection to a machine on more than just a User/Tool level. That a Pilot could bond with a machine on a spiritual level, and in doing so make themselves more than the sum of their parts. However, T'chak saw the plane as the same as himself, a Tool. Both of them are Tools, tools built for a singular purpose. War.