A/N: As requested by DeleaMarie! Specs and Krayonder at the academy!


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Krayonder screwed up his eyes for what felt like the thousandth time as he tried desperately to recall the formulae for the calibration if the hyper drive jump. He groaned and planted his forehead against the table in front of him.

"Why do I need to know this, Specs? The mainframe computers on any if the Starships do all this rubbish for us nowadays."

He turned his head slightly to keep his study partner in view as she quickly hid her smile. The man had a point but that wouldn't help him learn.

"And what if the computer breaks down and you have to do it manually?"

"I'll just ask you?" he suggested hopefully.

Specs chuckled sadly.

"Krayonder, you do realise we might not be assigned to the same ship, right?"

He did realise. He just didn't want to think about it. Specs was his best friend. She was the only one at the Academy to do more than just put up with his impulsiveness and what she described as 'dramatics'.

She was sweet and smart and she drove him to be a better man because of it. She had finished her exams the day before. She should be out having fun and celebrating. Instead she was here, helping and encouraging him.

He knew that they would probably be split up. Deep down he knew it was almost certain. He knew that there was a distinct possibility that they would never see each other again. He knew it but he couldn't think about it.

Instead he kept those thoughts locked away, to look through them too much was like prodding an open wound. It defiantly won't make it go away and will more than likely make it worse.

He finally removed his head from the table and looked Specs right in the eye.

"You're not getting rid of me that easily, man"

He meant it.