For a moment, Arkase thought that he was having a heart attack. His chest tightened, and a cold pain took hold. But it quickly passed once he realized what it was: surprise and fear. Once the ST Backup was done he shook his head to get it straight and sat up.
“Kage-Hei,” he said “A piece of advice that I’d like you to start to follow: get to know the people on board the ship. Especially the ones within the Away Team and on the Bridge.” For a moment he looked like he wanted to add more, but stopped.
“I’ll need you in the PA Bay when you’re finished here.”
Arkase stood and left the Hei to her duties. He needed to head for the PA Bay and prepare his new team. The yamataian wished Haruhi were still in command, despite her seeming incompetence and the grudge he still nurtured in the back of his mind. Experience was experience, and she already had an established relationship with the infantry lounging amongst the Power Armor.
So how could he set his up? How could he get into their heads? There were a couple of philosophies on command, and the deviations within them were innumerable. Fear through punishment? Fear of the Enemy? Love of the Man? Love of the Unit? But which would be best applied here? He wouldn’t be alone, with the Taisa looking over his shoulder all the way. If she was worth anything as a commander, she would recommend courses of action or dismiss him if he couldn’t do his job.
He hoped he didn't fail anyone again.