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LeftEar JoNs

Flying Bucket

Kirsha 716 System

Planet Maasune

Nike Squad Reconnaissance

 

The real time data streams did not fully convey the level of destruction. Commander MVess ‘Left Ear’ JoNs gazed out the strong plexi-steel glass of her canopy, getting a full Mark One Eyeball on the level of destruction as Nike Squad cruised through the lower atmosphere.

 

The private fighter to fighter communications was quiet save for the usual wireless checks and position checks. JoNs was not a fan of banter, and tended to quash the more boisterous 'flight jock talk' on the comm lines. But, the state of the planet was a sobering reminder and she did not need to remind anyone to behave themselves.

 

Maasune, or rather what remained of the planetary surface, was craggy and molten. Pockmarked and broken, several layers of the crust floated in the upper atmosphere. A deep indentation marked where a continent had once existed; an unknown structure had been exposed along with a deeper cave network.

 

Her Nike Squad, along with the other Sky Harbor Aegis squads assigned to the Revenge, had been deployed to perform reconnaissance.

 

Something very nasty had happened on Maasune, and though the theories and speculations were making the rounds, there was no real explanation as to what happened to the planet. This mission made Left Ear uneasy; the situation was not ideal.

 

The brown furred Caitian spoke into her EV suit helmet comm, activating the private wireless with voice command. "Nike Squad, this is Nike Lead. You've all familiarized yourselves with our assignment orders. Per Lieutenant Harada, we are engaging in recon of the surface of what used to be the planet known as Maasune."

 

"From the ten thousand to forty thousand feet mark, there is heavy radiation. We’ll be working in most of that hot zone as we do our reconnaissance runs. In addition to general fly by reconnaissance, our main target area is the exposed structure.”

 

JoNs hated to sound like a Starfleet Academy training video, but sometimes, these things just needed to be said; the felinoid paused and then continued. “Maintain caution at all times. We’ve been inoculated, yes, and we are wearing EV suits, yes. And, yes, we are flying starfighters that are worth a few thousand credits and loaded with equipment, but it will not make you invincible against radiation.”

 

A voice interrupted. “Actually, Sir, we are flying starfighters that are worth a few thousand credits. You are flying a Peregrine-class, and we cannot figure out why you are so attached to that bucket of a starfighter.”

 

The opinion belonged to Ensign ‘Highway’ Harriman, recent graduate of the Starfleet Fighter Program. Born of the Harriman legacy, but didn’t let his blood right go to his head. There was command potential there, natural leadership abilities. His humor left something to be desired, however.

 

She growled into her communications set. “I’m sorry, Ensign, I didn’t realize you were due to give us a briefing.”

 

Silence. Good.

 

“…the Peregrine-class is not a bucket. Although if you continue to refer to it as such, I’m sure I can locate a bucket and mop for you to clean the entire flight deck of the Revenge once we return.”

 

Snickers met that statement over the shared wireless.

 

She purred before speaking again to the squad. “Okay, Nike, let’s do this. Break formation, be mindful of the other squads on their runs, watch your radiation exposure programs, and let’s take some data on this molten rock pile for Aegean and Revenge. Any sign of over exposure, we will break and scramble back to Revenge. Is this clear?”

 

An answering chorus of “Aye Sirs” responded and the squad broke formation and set about the shared work of the Aegis squads.

Edited by LeftEar JoNs

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