<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f3/Max_Cosarina_-_Macross.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lt Maxine "Max" Cosinara<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Phade<br/><strong>Date:</strong>11 March 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moon Base Aluce /Officers Quarters/Ready Room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Zilkin Kaverosky, T'chak, Kathryn Foss, Zephorus<br/><hr/><br/>Max watched Zeporus as he interacted with Kira.  He was polite and kind in that regard, a part of his personality that helped Max to relax a little bit.  She couldn't be sure how her Zentran RIO would be, all she knew of the man was his record and that spoke very little about him.  Black coffee stood out to her as a bit strange, how could she trust a man who didn't like a little sweetness or color to his coffee.  Zilkin at least put a little cream and sugar in his coffee, if anything to break down the bitterness.  Max worried a little that her new RIO might match his choice in coffee, dark and bitter.<br/><br/>The thought made her grin softly as Kira brought back their drinks.<br/><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4c/Kira_McKlane.jpg)</div><br/><br/>H're ya go lovelies.  Lemme know if ya need anything."  She smiled setting down the drinks and moving to other patrons.  Over the past few weeks Max had been on the base, Kira had learned Max's preference in coffee and had finally decided to simply mix the coffee rather than making Max make it.  She sipped at the dark brown liquid.  The bitterness was cut with cream and the sweetness was just enough to hid the harshness of coffee.  Max sniffed softly at the aroma that filled her nose as she listened to Zephorus reply to her comments.<br/><br/><br/><br/>"Well don't worry, you'll be seeing enough of me over the coming months.  I'll be instructing the new crews."  Max replied with a smile.  Although she was only one of five pilots on the base who were checked out on all class of fighters the base held, she only knew of one other pilot who had ever been able to keep up with her.  "What do you know about being a Wild Weasel Zeph?"  Max tossed out the abbreviated name hoping her new RIO would accept it, removing any need to find him an appropriate callsign.  "The whole point of our job is to find unorthodox ways to attack an enemy missile threat.  They're going to be firing lots of missiles at us."  She replied hearing his response regarding his military background prior to his arrival.  "Well don't worry, my job is to keep them from catching us, yours is to make sure they eat our missiles first."  Max said with a laugh, sipping at her coffee.<br/><br/>She quietly wondered to herself while Zephorus pondered his new role in their squadron what Zilkin was doing.  She'd left him asleep in bed.  They'd exhausted each other without remorse after a long day of training flights.  It wouldn't surprise her if Zilkin slept through the day at this point.