"I'll try my best" Zoey collected her folder, headed back towards the rear of the room, "Thank you. Frost"
Frost nodded his head, returning attention to his paperwork.
"Um, Warrant Officer Sakura?" One of the greener pilots from the rear of the room.
"Uh, yeah?" Zoey turned to face the pilot.
The pilot was average height and small frame, leaving his flight suit very loose and lacking around the shoulders. His hair was combed very carefully, mismatched with the nervous expression on his face. He wore a small pendant around his neck, resembling Apollo, one of the ancient Olympian deities.
"Hello, I over heard your conversation with the officer over there, sorry. Were you talking about a Chimaera?"
"Yes, we were. Not that it's any of your business" Zoey frowned, the pilot looked a little more nervous, avoiding eye contact.
"As in the Kusari Fighter?"
"Yeah, that'd be the one"
"Wow, I heard some of the aces from the 49th talk about those, from the recent hostilities with Kusari..."
"What's your point? I have places to be"
"Did you really bring one here? Can I see it?"
Zoey sighed, running her fingers through her hair, "Fine. You know anything about a ship's interiors?"
"Uh, no, I've barely seen the inside of a cockpit, let alone the inside of a ship" The pilot followed Zoey out of the room, and into the corridor beyond.
"Alright, I'll give you a quick peek under the hull" Zoey paused, "Sorry, I didn't catch your name"
