(OFF: Sorry for the absence...)

"Fighters aren't built for luxury, Cadet, they are built for their purpose. You want luxury, go call Galactic Cruises. This fighter can outrun, outgun, and outmanuever anything we have ever seen. Now, scenario. You are flying in a slash formation with another Pyro. A Romulan plasma torpedo destroys your wingman, and the fighter that launched it locks disruptors on you. What do you do?"

"Welcome. We will begin training as soon as the rest of the cadets report in, so don't get cozy."

"Well, that oughta work. Alright class, I am Lieutenant Colonel Deveraux, and this is Advanced Flight Training. First rule: Forget everything you learned in Starfleet Academy. This is nothing like it. You try to fly these birds like Peregrines, you will end up with a torpedo up your ass."

Angel taps a button on the holo-console, and a picture of a fighter appears.

"This...
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... is a Pyro GX. This is one of, if not the, most agile and versatile subcraft in Starfleet."

My apologies for the late reply, I haven't been checking in for a while. Now that there's a little activity, maybe some more people will join up.

Again, sorry for late reply. I haven't been able to get on lately. Anyway, let's just "appear" on the Tiberon, and we'll be stationed there for the time being. Don't worry about the continuity of it, I'll get it cleared.

All new fighter pilots report in here.

"Ambassador Koloblicin is still out there. Lay back down, you need medical attention. Computer, activate Emergency Medical Hologram."

Angel takes a close lead behind Sirius, and is boh amazed and disgusted at the planet she sees before her. She is also stuned at the sheer amount of moss on this world as, strangely, it seems to be the dominant lifeform.

The three officers head down to the weapons locker, where they each don an enviromental suit and a phaser rifle. They then go to the ventral exit hatch on Deck 3, and Angel opens the door.

"Give me a compression rifle and a fork, and I'm good to go..."

=/\= Here we go.=/\=
*As the Rightious exits the atmosphere Angle notices that they have an unwelcomed guest in there cargo hold. She dumps it right away.*
"I was looking forward to that Bar-B-Q."

"Approaching the surface now..."

The Righteous broke through the clouds and the crew saw a desolate world filled with gangly trees and pale green moss.

"Deploying landing struts... now... Welcome to Envidia II."

"Oh no! Ambassador, come back!"

Angel tries to stun Kolo so she can take him back to the ship but she misses. Deciding she can mount a better rescue effort onboard the ship, she transports back to the Righteous. Once onboard, she heads to sickbay to check on Sirius.

Deveraux slowly picks up the fried slug and slaps it with a transport beacon, and it transports into a container in the Righteous cargo bay.

Commander Deveraux looks back at Commander Meridian and chuckles a bit.

"Looks like someone has been with the Klingons a bit too long..." she mumbles to herself, barely audible to anyone else.