After taking the orders, the waiters gave a courteous bow of the head before leaving to put the orders in with the chefs. Things had gotten quiet a little around the restaurant, people were looking toward the central stage that was still being set up.
People were also paying attention to what was going on 'below' them. There was a large group of star fighters that were setting up in groups, there were easily twenty of them, with four groups of five and each one spaced out just enough.
A holographic window appeared suddenly over the restaurant, and displayed what was going on. It was a training exercise, a mock skirmish between four different squadrons. Each squadron was comprised of a different type of starfighter, a type not yet seen in service within the Navy and each one had emblems that showed that they were each part of a different starfighter squadron.
One squadron was a skull and crossbones like emblem, with a Daur in the center holding a bomb in one hand and missile in the next. Their starfighters looked rather sleek compared to the rest, with an elongated nose and no evidence of a cockpit.
The second squadron had the emblem of a My'leke with a group of star-fighters blazing in the background, the My'leke tail was wrapped around one of the fighters. This squadron had more bulky looking fighters, with a more discernible cockpit and a very long 'wing' that extruded out of it.
The third squadron was different from the rest, its emblem was comprised of a red shield with a stack of missiles in the foreground. Its starfighters weren't bulky or sleek, but much smaller than the other two squadrons, their cockpits were also not easily noticeable but their size made it obvious that this squadron was not of adults but rather Kits.
The fourth, and final, squadron was comprised of larger starfighters, bulky, yet sleek at the same time. They had obvious looking turrets on the tops of the fighters that slowly scanned the area around them. Their emblem was shown to be that of a golden field of wheat, a group of bombers flew in the background along with a group of tanks that were hidden in the field.
As Sa'kira watched, her eyes shifted over to a man wearing a business suit; the Daur walked around with a circular serving table in one hand that had a number of items on it, paper and pencils. The man was about to enter into the area where her and her crew were, but stopped when his eyes noticed a placard on the table, he then quickly turned around and left; causing the Shipmaster to shift curiously in her chair.
Her attention was shifted back to what was going on below them. "So, who here knows the meaning behind the squadrons and their emblems?" she asked, knowing that her crew more than likely didn't know the answer - since all four squadrons were relatively new.
