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Day 07 [0900 hrs.] Taking Flight
[ Lt. JG Callax "Cal" Valin | Squadron Briefing Room | Deck 16 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @SaraKnight @Tae
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It had come as a surprise to the young Ardanan when word reached him that he would be joining the Lone Wolves on a permanent basis. Despite days of doubt, the transfer was now official and Callax could finally begin to process that the Theurgy was going to be home for the foreseeable future. As far as ships went, there were certainly worse options even considering the whole being a renegade Starfleet vessel thing. That was still taking some getting used to.

The surprises did not stop there. Pacing the length of the briefing room, the Ardanan fixed his attention on the PADD in his hand. Fingers tapped on the screen as last minute adjustments were made to the flight plan he had formulated the previous duty shift. Not only would he be joining the Lone Wolves on a permanent basis, he would be doing so as a flight leader with all the responsibility that entailed.

Besides himself, his flight consisted of two officers whose Starfleet records had been made available to him for review. Amissa was an attractive Orion woman, as they tended to be, with whom he had some acquaintance from their stint on Training Center Omega. VanVinter he had only met a few days prior. A newly minted ensign coming from the NCO ranks. They would certainly make an interesting trio.

[ Report to the squadron briefing room at 0900 hours for flight training. ]

He waited for the pair to arrive, having arrived early himself to prepare for the briefing. It was his first as a flight leader and as with most things, he preferred to be over-prepared.
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LtJG Amissa, Callsign "Emerald" | Squadron Briefing Room | Deck 16 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy Attn: @Tae @Eden
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The day had finally come. She'd been patched up. Her exosuit had been patched up. She'd even met a few of her fellow Wolves. And now the time had come for her to begin her training on the Mk III that she was being assigned to.

It was for the best really. The AC-409 Mk III Valkyrie did not require a RIO, which was exactly why she had requested to be assigned to one. There was no way she was ready for someone to step into Diamond's shoes. However, it also meant that she was going to need additional training since she was going to have to handle all those functions that a RIO handled in the MkII. She had risen early to find the message on her PADD.

[ Report to the squadron briefing room at 0900 hours for flight training. ]

And so she had dressed quickly, preparing for a grueling day of flight simulators and simulated combat drills. In her nervousness, she skipped breakfast even though she could clearly hear Adam's voice chiding her for not eating. She needed her nutrients.

I need a Sunrise device too, but I don't have one of those yet either. A bed would be nice, but somehow I doubt that will happen.

She entered the briefing room and spotted Cal there. Callax Valin. She had encountered him recently when her flight had escorted Sapphire Station's cargo transport to Training Center Omega. That had been a rather interesting visit, but those musings were for another time. She looked at her PADD and noticed that he was slated to be her flight leader. The other person in their flight was that enlisted man turned Ensign she had met in The Den the other day.

"Lieutenant Valin. Amissa. Callsign Emerald. You may remember me from Omega? It appears you're my new flight leader. It's good to see you here. How have you been?"

As she had been speaking, she made her way over to a seat near him, though not so close as to be invasive, and gave him her typical charming smile.
Lt. JG Amissa | Fighter Pilot, Callsign "Emerald", USS Theurgy
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CPO Victor vanVinter  | Squadron Briefing Room | Deck 16 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ATTN: @Eden @SaraKnight

Having received the surprise of receiving orders to report to the Squadron briefing room. The shame of it was that Victor had only glanced at the orders on the PADD, and had wondered why Lieutenant Valin wanted him there. So it was with stained golden coveralls that Victor walked into the briefing room, still wearing the Chief tab on his collar. He hadn't received the promotion yet, though he'd be going through Officer training shortly if he'd been assigned to the Wolves. But Victor was a reasonably quick man, spotting only Valin in the briefing room, and things instantly clicked into place. So it was with a hearty chuckle and smile that Victor made his way to one of the chairs and sat down, still wearing the smile.

"Wow, so the transfer went through. I'm guessing that At some point soon, the Officer training will be coming down the pipe. Uhh, sorry about the Uniform Sir, I uhh, was working on one of the Drones with Chief Arnold out on the deck." Victor gestures to his yellow coveralls stained with a bit of oil and spacecraft lubricants, feeling a bit of a blush coming to his cheeks, and then jerked his thumb over his shoulder to indicate the Fighter Bay in general. Victor gave a polite nod to Amissa when she came in looking a little disheveled like she'd just crawled out of bed and into her Uniform. Victor shakes his head then and then digs around one of the pockets of his coveralls for a bit.

Once finished with that, the Half-Bajoran came up with a partly crushed protein bar and offered the wrapped food-like item to Amissa, and she needed to eat something, even if it was just a protein bar. While Victor was aware that getting caught with his figurative pants down and showing up in his now out-of-date Ops uniform wasn't the best of looks, at least he'd showed up promptly.

"So I suppose that I'll be starting my training with the both of you today then? I look forward to hopping in a Mark three again. It will be wonderful flying with you both, Lieutenants Valin and Amissa, and I look forward to it." There was an edge of excitement in his voice then, and he could barely refrain from smiling even as he sat there in the briefing room chair, clearly attentive and with his eyes and ears open. Victor was more than ready to start working with his new flight-mates. And at least he wasn't paired with fresh Ensigns, so he'd have people with some developed skills to fly alongside. And as suddenly as it came, so did the irony of that thought, the fact that he'd be a fresh Ensign himself at some point in the very near future.

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Lt. JG Callax Valin | Squadron Briefing Room | Deck 16 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @SaraKnight @Tae
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Callax regarded the pair with an appraising gaze as the two entered the briefing room and took their seats. Still slowly pacing the length of the room, he checked the clock on his PADD. Right on schedule. A promising start.

"Lieutenant Valin. Amissa. Callsign Emerald. You may remember me from Omega? It appears you're my new flight leader. It's good to see you here. How have you been?"

"Of course. I never forget the face of a talented pilot," he said warmly, flashing his pearly white smile. "I am well, thank you. This is some ship, huh? Makes the Oneida look like a Sabre-class in comparison."

"Wow, so the transfer went through. I'm guessing that At some point soon, the Officer training will be coming down the pipe. Uhh, sorry about the Uniform Sir, I uhh, was working on one of the Drones with Chief Arnold out on the deck." Callax turned his attention to Victor then. If he was bothered by the man's uniform--or lack thereof--he did not show it.

"I am certain Chief Arnold was grateful for the assistance. Freshen up before getting into your flight suit though. I do not doubt you know as well as any of us how much of a pain it is to clean those things," he commented with a knowing look as if talking from experience.

"So I suppose that I'll be starting my training with the both of you today then? I look forward to hopping in a Mark three again. It will be wonderful flying with you both, Lieutenants Valin and Amissa, and I look forward to it," Victor said as the Ardanan stepped forward to hand each of them a PADD. On the screen was a standard flight plan detailing their objectives for the day.

"They are certainly impressive craft. Let us hope we do not scratch them up too badly," he said with a chuckle as he stepped over to the podium. "Thank you both for your punctual arrivals. First, the formalities. As you might have gathered, with the squadron reorganization I am your new flight leader. You will find on the PADD your new flight designations. Lieutenant Amissa, you will be Wolf-10. Chief vanVinter, you are Wolf-11. I am Wolf-09."

Callax tapped on his PADD and the large screen behind him flashed into life to display a map of the Qo'noS system. "Our objective today will be to work on flight cohesion and formation flying. The Klingons were gracious enough to give us permission to use some small asteroids as target practice. We will make several passes of the targets in varying formations and coordinate weapons fire on them. Live fire is authorized for this sortie so be sure to confirm your targets before opening fire. Any questions?"

He allowed some time for the pair to field any questions they might have before continuing. "We each have our callsigns though 'Troubleshooter' does not exactly roll off the tongue. Maybe we will come up with something better," Callax said to Victor, his gaze again resting on the man's oil-stained uniform, the classic look of a mechanic hard at work. "Besides, you look more like a Fixer to me." 

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LtJG Amissa, Callsign "Emerald" | Squadron Briefing Room | Deck 16 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy Attn: @Tae @Eden
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"Of course. I never forget the face of a talented pilot," Cal replied with his pearly white smile. "I am well, thank you. This is some ship, huh? Makes the Oneida look like a Sabre-class in comparison."

She returned his gorgeous smile with a pearly white smile of her own. "Indeed it does. It's definitely quite impressive."

The other man in the room, whom she had met the other day - Victor, if she recalled correctly - was wearing yellow coveralls that clearly showed his background in maintenance.

"Wow, so the transfer went through. I'm guessing that At some point soon, the Officer training will be coming down the pipe. Uhh, sorry about the Uniform Sir, I uhh, was working on one of the Drones with Chief Arnold out on the deck."

"I am certain Chief Arnold was grateful for the assistance. Freshen up before getting into your flight suit though. I do not doubt you know as well as any of us how much of a pain it is to clean those things."

And that was truth if she ever heard it. Victor dug around in his coveralls and then handed her a protein bar which she took it from him gratefully, another bright smile proffered in his direction. Her stomach growled in anticipation of the meal and she gave a slight giggle at that.

"So I suppose that I'll be starting my training with the both of you today then? I look forward to hopping in a Mark three again. It will be wonderful flying with you both, Lieutenants Valin and Amissa, and I look forward to it."

"They are certainly impressive craft. Let us hope we do not scratch them up too badly. Thank you both for your punctual arrivals. First, the formalities. As you might have gathered, with the squadron reorganization I am your new flight leader. You will find on the PADD your new flight designations. Lieutenant Amissa, you will be Wolf-10. Chief vanVinter, you are Wolf-11. I am Wolf-09."

"Understood. Wolf 10. And I promise not to scratch the paint." She threw him a playful wink to show she was jesting. Cal tapped in some instructions into a PADD and a large screen light up and displayed a map of the system they were in. It was punctuated by the planet Qo'Nos and several asteroids.

"Our objective today will be to work on flight cohesion and formation flying. The Klingons were gracious enough to give us permission to use some small asteroids as target practice. We will make several passes of the targets in varying formations and coordinate weapons fire on them. Live fire is authorized for this sortie so be sure to confirm your targets before opening fire. Any questions?"

"Sounds simple enough to me."

"We each have our callsigns though 'Troubleshooter' does not exactly roll off the tongue. Maybe we will come up with something better,"

Troubleshooter? Yeah, that's not going to work. Besides he looks more like a pirate. What's that fancy word Humans use? I got it!

"Besides, you look more like a Fixer to me."

"Well, I was thinking Corsair, myself. I mean, look at him, Cal, and tell me he doesn't look like a Corsair."

She was trying to be delicate, but with his cybernetic eye and the scars, he definitely looked much like a pirate.
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CPO Victor vanVinter | Squadron Briefing Room | Deck 16 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ATTN: @Eden @SaraKnight

Victor was doing his best not to get all bashful at the comment about his uniform. "No problem at all, Lieutenant. I'll change into the Exo as soon as we're done. Again, I apologize. I thought I was being called in here for...well, anything else." Victor could honestly think of several reasons why maintenance would need to be brought into the briefing room for any one of several reasons relating to mission outfitting for special duties. He took the PADD and paid careful attention to the flight plan. It looked simple enough to him. Out and back, live-fire training on some rocks. Nothing that seemed too unique, aside from the location. In all of his wildest dreams, he'd never have imagined doing this kind of training anywhere near Qo'nos. Though it did bring up one question, several actually.

"The rocks we'll be shooting at, will they be metallic or rocky? And in the case of the former, will we need to vaporize everything once we're done?" Victor rechecked the flight plan and tilted his head. while reading the information on his PADD, paying closer attention this time around.

"Alright, there it is. It looks like we'll be doing this in orbit of that big Gas giant, Qui'Tu. It looks like we should be able to deorbit any debris safely. It looks like the trip is an hour each way following the flight plan we have. Low warp, good, I like that. Will we be sticking to phasers and micro torpedoes for this training exercise, Sir?" Victor kept rereading the flight plan for a bit longer, checking anything he missed. What he couldn't find was weapons loadout. The time spent looking over the flight plan had given him time to mull over the question of the callsign. Not able to stall there any longer, Victor lets out a bit of a chuckle.

"You should meet my friend Enyd. she once called me that back when..."
He pauses, and a  bit of blush comes to his cheeks then. He was about to say 'dating,' but that didn't feel right, not with what they'd had with each other. They'd had something so much more than that, and the way he was smiling, it was clear that Victor was entirely unopposed to the idea.

"Thank you, Amissa, and I like it. Corsair it is. I think I'll enjoy having that as a callsign. But in a pinch, chief will work as well." She shrugged a little, not wanting to make a huge deal out of it, but he'd need to tell Enyd about this later. Enyd would undoubtedly be more than a little amused by someone else coming up with such a similar nickname to one that she'd given him so many years ago.

Victor looked to Archon and emerald then, giving the barest of smiles. "Well, I suppose I should get suited up now if there's nothing else?" His tone of voice was polite and curious, not sure if there actually was anything else he needed to do or not. The man seemed attentive and ready, with some obvious excitement coming from his demeanor then.