Chapter 6
Commodore Remona sat at his desk, on board the MC-80 Stingray, his
office was sparsely decoracted, but welcoming. Dalsuna walked in, and saluted, waiting for
Remona to return it. He guestured for him to sit.
"I have some good news. Renegade Fleet needs a new squadron.
Scorpion Wing in particular." Admiral Jim knocked and entered the room. Both officers
saluted.
"Good to see you again Captain Losoda, how are you finding Aqua
Squadron in these past few months?"
"Truthfully?" Dalsuna inquired, "I find it a little
confining Sir, I feel, like I'm missing something,"
"Well, you'll be happy to know that the Resistant is operational
again," Remona said.
"That is good to hear," Dalsuna replied, "but what does
it have to to with me?"
"There is an opening for a Squad Commanding Officer, in Scorpion
Wing. It's yours if you want it." Dalsuna looked at both his commanding officers with
a look of surprise.
"Are you sure you want me? I've only technically been in the
Alliance for six months. I mean, I have been promoted a number of times, but that still
confuses me why you want me."
"You've had years of expierence with White Squadron and Knight
Wing, it would make sense that you take this posistion, you would also be able to choose
where to stage the squadron from. It's up to you."
Dalsuna looked down at this hands for a minute, and returned his gaze
upwards, looking into the eyes of his admiral. "Rapier Squadron, onboard the
Resistiant. Ready for mission assignment." It was time, he thought, to meet his new
family.