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11/9/2012 1:19:36 AM
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The Man Who Sang to the Stars
[May 2ND, 2554, Earth, Norfolk UNSC Naval Academy]
Major Eric "Smooth" O'Kife just finished teaching these young naval cadets on photographic intelligence. They were eager young minds who had been taking his Introduction to Electronic Surveillance 101.
This course educates the student on devices from a lapel cam to Drones. Useful applications in collecting intelligence and how to gather useful nuggets of intelligence.
Students filed out of the class room as the class was concluded for today.
Clearing up his notes on his holo display at his desk. He looked up to see Samantha Bright one of his top students." Sir that was quite informative today. I learned a great deal about how even with the best equipment it still comes down to the human factor."
Eric smiled at the young woman who was a lovely young brunette. " I related it back to World War Two when they did not have computers yet were able to get air recon over targets. In those days a pilot had to fly a mission to take the pictures. Later it developed into spy planes that were useful in the Cuban Missile Crisis and Even During the Vietnam Conflict. If you look it up you can find out how we got to drones and satellites but yes there is still a human factor in this."
Samantha shook her head yes at him. Excitement in her voice." I shall look that up sir. Thank you." She curtly left his classroom as he returned to clearing up his notes.
Stepping out of the class room he ran into the Commandant of the Academy. Who was making his rounds. He stopped to chat with Eric for a moment." Major i am glad i ran into you. I hope you have been treated well. Navy is not used to seeing Air Force personnel but you come highly recommended. The Covenant War has left us short handed."
Eric simply nodded at the true statement having lost too many good friends to the Alien Menace that was thankfully over." I am glad to be here sir. I accepted due to the fact my experience might rub off on these young minds. I accepted this position due to shortages all over and it i am proud to help out." This Made the Commandant smile.
" Good..good" Patting Eric on the shoulder." We should have a drink in the next staff meeting. I need to take care of a few things but we desperately need ten more of you but i will take what i can get so we can get these cadets graduated. Tell you more later keep up the good work." Patting Eric once again on the shoulder the Commandant walked on down the hall.
Exiting the building Eric did seem a bit out of place but his record shows he was willing to work with any one who worked with him. He headed back to his officer billet. It was a single house on a simple street. Military housing still was on the base yet he knew he would have to do "Paperwork" from his terminal inside.
He got into his car driveing off looking at the main building and its parade ground. Not to mention it's wet navy docks. Seamen have trained here for many years. He left the parking lot heading home.
After parking his car Eric entering his house. His loyal companion was a six month old Golden Retriever named George. Who bounded over to give him puppy kisses when he bent down to pet the dog. Passing his small Living room that lead to his kitchen he sat down opening his computer interface then petting George who was so happy to see him.
Giving George his favorite bone the dog happily chewed on it. Eric turned to do a few hours of work. He created a lesson plan for next week. George waged his tail before whimpering he was hungry.
Eric stood up feeding his loyal companion in his small kitchen. Giving George a pat on the head Eric looked outside to see that night had fallen.
Walking over to a worn guitar case. He took out his guitar from a case that was sitting on a couch. It had a blue finish yet was a familiar brand. Grabbing a few beers he headed out back. Carrying the instrument into his back yard,Plugging in his guitar to his set up.
It was a clear night with the stars shining bright. He left the sliding glass door open for George to come out if he wanted. Sitting down on a pre placed chair Eric began to play the blues.
It seemed as if time melted everything away. Even the crisp night air did not bother him. Twenty years of war faded from mind as he sang to the stars.
[Edited on 11.08.2012 5:29 PM PST]
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[2525, October 19Th, 0703 hrs [i]Devils Advocate[/i]] Lieutenant Commander Shawn Hernandez was dressed in a black t- shirt with green pants. It was his BDU he normally wore. He was currently finishing up some paper work in the mess hall. A bridge crew member popped his head in looking for some one finding Shawn he approached." Sir the Captain would like to speak to you in his ready room." Shawn stood up patting the sailor on the shoulder." Lead on." Picking up the tablet he had been working on fallowing the man. Passing bulkheads to reach near the bridge but made a right turn, as the salior enterd the bridge. Entering the Captain's ready room he stood at attention several moments. Captain looked up at Shawn with a sigh. " You know Shawn. ONI keeps pestering me like this i might retire. It's not worth having a feud." Captain Douglas Night said in a candid tone. " Captain, Sir. I have tried to avoid one yet the last operative they sent left us after they got the package. They must have disliked me requesting a Intel specialist that was not Navy." Shawn spoke in friendly tones having known the Captain for six years now. " They are insisting the Intel or what ever you get from this one is given to O'Kife for handing. Our ONI officer on board is adamant about Tier one projects not being properly handled. Lieutenant Angelina Cortez wants to speak with the man. I am keeping this civil so i want you to let him handle it." "I shall do that Captain." Pleased to hear this Captain Night dismissed him with a wave. Captain had paperwork of his own to do so Shawn saluted then left. Heading back down he had a briefing to attend. Lieutenant Angela Cortez was downloading information into the Holo-plot that hung in the center of the darkened briefing room. His team members entered. Gunnery Sergeant Brandon Shale was his Top NCO. Heavy Weapons Specialist that made many look small. Fallowing in behind him was Lance Corporal Shawna Dupree. A former MP that trained as a K-9 handler. Her four legged partner was Delta. Delta was apart of a successful genetic experiment to combine the best genes of dogs to create a military dog that was genetically smarter stronger and agile. He was a German Shepard "Super Dog" as some have called him. Petty Officer Haley Winter was the teams medic,who was no slouch being a marksmen. Dropped out of med school due to financial problems. Takes medical courses to get her Doctorate in medicine during R&R. She entered with a smile nodding to every one in the room. Petty Officer first class Jasmine Casanova is his teams sniper. Demotions expert and all around pain in his ass. His problem when she is off duty. Excellent Sniper but she likes to get into some minor trouble. Sgt Green entered with a half asleep look he pulled off pretty well. Ranger with excellent EVA skills who also could break any kind of lock or secure door. Entering behind him were the two Rookies. S.Sgt O'Kife and Petty Officer Elizabeth. Both stood in the rear of the room leaning on the wall. Every one else sat down in the chairs. " Let us begin." L.t. Cortez began." ONI has pinpointed two main objectives. First one is the Waycrest school. Its sealed in a vault. Tier one objective that is to be retrieved at all costs. Second one is at a R&D facility that is off the main campus." Holo-table lit up displaying a 3-D map of the area. " You will be dropping in on the Campus." Green Carrots showing the teams positions." ODST's will be standing by to be dropped in once the main campus is secure." Blue carrot showing the ODST's drop point. " We have marines as well who will assist you to the second objective as the first is secured. We are unsure if these new enemies are currently on planet." " It was suggested by a tactical analysis that the main team continue onto the second objective. While the second team with the ODST's take care of the other projects." "Pelcians will arrive for pick up. Total time on the ground should be no more than thirty five minutes. Tactical Reassess will take place while we are in orbit." " I have floor plans and schematics with other information for study on each of your terminals. ONI ask you do not disclose any information to any one until we arrive on planet." L.T. Cortez began to gather her briefcase placing a tablet inside. Wolf Pack members filed out the door leaving them alone. " Anglia look i-" She gave him a cold look." Please do not go there. Not all of us ONI personnel are evil sinister people with hidden agendas. I thought you were better than that Shawn." Shawn fell silent knowing words would not suffice. " I thought we were more than friends. That you trusted my judgement. Now excuse me Lieutenant Commander i have work to do and i will give you a update on things once we arrive at Eden." Picking up the metallic suitcase she left him confused. Shawn could smell her perfume even after she left. He stood in the dark looking at the Holo-table with a far off look. [Edited on 11.24.2012 12:57 PM PST]
