Xeno Alliance communications (iRP) (FO)

[Tanker]

Jonathon sits back in his chair, with a good cup of coffee and a shot of moonshine, contemplating the days activites. The first and most important item on his desk is the flight log of one of his pilots. Which was a rather large file, even for a datachip.
Upon reviewing the information contained there, Jonathon has come to a most remarkable conclusion. This pilot has shown outstanding flight skills as well as great leadership abilities. There is only one thing now that needs done.
Jonathon reaches for the intercom and connects to the bar on Ouray. " Stock up the bar, there is going to be a small get together today" chuckles Jonathon.

Jonathon then comms Lincoln Knoxx and asks him to report to his office.

As Lincoln enters the office, Jonathon's face breaks out into a wide grin. ."yes, even Xenos have good days" Jonathon chuckles to himself.

"Venom, Glad you were on station, here, have a seat". Jonathon motions to another seat and hands him a shot of moonshine. Jonathon lifts his glass and says "Cheers". Lincoln does the same, but does have a slightly bemused expression on his face. "What's all this for?" Lincoln asks..
"Oh, just a small benefit of your new rank, you see,.. I have decided to promote you to the rank of Royal. Congratulations man!" Jonathon says while pouring another shot of "Mother's Finest"
"Oh, by the way, I've set it up so you and the boys could do some celebrating in the bar tonight. Just remember to leave it all in one piece" Jonathon chuckles.
Obviously dismissed, Lincoln leaves the Commander's office with a spring in his step....