trans_9 | The food could be worse

Kyle had decided to actually try to food for what it was this time rather than have the Sensoriums disguise it as something else. It wasn't as bad as he expected, just extremely bland. That put it one step above some military rations he'd had. He could live with bad food. It was the lack of caf that was annoying. He'd thought somebody would have picked some up when they'd stopped off at a planet. No such luck however. So he had to put up with working on training exercises for the Rogue's commando component without any delicious beverage.

Tapping on his Omnicom he started to organize his notes. Demolitions training, marksmanship, and of course stealth all being laid out in a schedule. Preliminary of course. It would still need Wedge's approval. Considering that some of team were civilians he had to alter the normal framework of the training. Overall he felt they should be able to get everyone trained, and ready to go fairly quickly. The Sensoriums did simplify the logistics of training a great deal. Not to mention saved him a lot of prep work. Not to mention all the benefits of live fire training without the danger.

Deciding it was time for a break he set the Omnicom down and lay his head down on the table. Closing his eyes he focused on listening to the sounds of the ship. Slowly he reached out with the Force getting a sense for what the norm was. This massive ship, and it was alive. It certainly was a unique feeling. At first it was almost impossible to sense anything else. Soon he was able to separate it from others in the Force. The ship becoming a comfortable background noise.

The food was bad, the situation was even worse, but for the moment Kyle felt at peace.

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"Oh, don't call me that," Nanoha beamed. "Just 'Nanoha' is fine. And the pleasure's all mine!"

"Alright, then please call me Kyle." He was quite grateful he could dodge his title again. "I take it you've been out of the pods for a while?"

"Great! I hate titles, don't you?" she nodded, folding her hands under her chin. "Yes, I've been out for... a few months now, or so."

She was reading his mind. He couldn't complain about running into someone with same opinion. "Can't stand titles. I always had students that thought they had to use it. Drove me nuts."

Nanoha chuckled. "No kidding! And then your superiors get angry that your students aren't calling you by your title. It's really a no-win situation, huh?"

The girl canted her head to the side. "So, you teach too?"

"I train Jedi, and now I'm grateful for my good luck that Luke never insisted that I use my title. What do you teach?" As he spoke he leaned forward and rested his chin in his hand.

"Oh! You know Luke, too? That's great!" Nanoha's smile grew even wider. "He's been a great help in setting up my Department. And I'm a combat instructor for aerial mages in the Time-Space Administration Bureau."

"What Department is that?" Really he should be ashamed with how little he still knew about the workings of the crew.

"The Magical-slash-Mystical Department," she answered.

"I see. Luke is involved with that?" Not that it would surprise him. Jedi weren't referred to as wizards without reason. "I haven't had a chance to meet many others with magical abilities yet. Where I come from it's all just drawing on the Force."

"Yep!" She nodded. "He helped me set it up - and he let us use the Jedi Temple in the City as our headquarters, actually. Well, he didn't 'let' us, but I felt better with his permission."

"That's all part of dealing with other worlds, I guess," she shrugged.

"Luke always was good at getting people to work together." The mention of the Temple got him thinking. "I still haven't been down to the Temple yet. I wonder if they have my old room there?"

"He seems like it!" There was a pause, and Nanoha looked suddenly sheepish. "If it turns out that I took it for my office, can I apologize in advance?"

"It's fine if you did," he said smiling. "I wasn't that attached to it. Never did spend that much time in it. Just thought it might be more comfortable than the standard quarters here."

"Ah, okay," Nanoha said, sounding relieved. "I'd hate to think I'd set up shop where someone wanted to sleep, you know?"

"And comfort's a bit... relative, here."

He laughed. "Believe me I've noticed. I'm sure we'll be able to make some arrangements in that city if we got organized about it."

"Well..." she paused. "There is a hotel that the Outsiders use as their headquarters. It's certainly livable."

That certainly caught his interest. "Hmm I don't know these Outsiders, but do you think they'd be willing to share?"

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