Husker's Viper shut down with a loud clang, as his canopy opened and the ladder approached the side of it. He climbed down the ladder with a huff; this was the 3rd time this week he was having issues launching during exercises. He had only been here 6 months and was already a Viper pilot thanks to the successful mission he had ran with Coker. He was glad to be rid of "bussing" people around but his Viper constantly breaking down, meant he was grounded.
He was not happy to be grounded today….
"Hey Husker, be careful the CO is wandering all over the place…"
With a nod he turned to the knuckle dragger who had addressed him.
"Yeah, they want to bring students through here…what does this place look like a museum?"
"Just what we need some stuffy teacher walking through here…" he concluded.
Commander Chase walked around the corner right on cue, causing Reed and Husker to stand at attention rendering a salute.
"As you were, men"
Husker being the cocky one looked at their CO and was the first to open his mouth which surprised even the orange clad deck hand beside him.
"This is a Battlestar we don't need some pipe smoking teacher trying to teach children about Cylons on here, let them learn it in a classroom", he seethed.
"Lt. Adama I'd like you to meet…what did you say your name was again…?"
Commander Reed turned to a figure they hadn't noticed had walked up behind him, a woman who extended her hand to Husker.
Taking her hand he got a better look at her, and was greeted by bright green eyes framed by red wavy hair.
"Laura…Laura Roslin", she replies.