Kestral had his bag over his shoulder. He stepped through the Mikomi's doors. Knelt down and kissed the floor. He was very happy to be commanding a ship, he loved it. "Hello?" Kestral called out. Nobody replied. "Hello? Anybody there?" Kestral called out again. Kestral looked left and right. "Which way to go?" Kestral though to himself. Kestral choose to go right and walked down the corridor. He passed a door on his left, there where a few desk and chairs in there. "I suppose that is the conference room." Kestral thought. He carries on walking. To his right there was the toilet and then a few paces down was corridor on his left was the simulation room. It wasn't big, but big enough.
In front of Kestral was a larger door. He walked towards it and opened it. It was the bridge. He walked in and examined the room. It was quiet big, on two levels. There where a few steps that went down to the pilot's position and Kestral was standing on the upper level of the room. "Hello there." Said a voice behind Kestral. He quickly spun round; there was nobody there. Instantly Kestral realised what was going on. "Hey AI. How are things?" Kestral asked. "They are ok." The AI replied. "All of the blood has been cleaned away and the whole ship is ready for you." Kestral frowned. "Blood?" Kestral asked. "Well yes sir. This ship has been in a battle already against the SMX, a lot of the crew died and we only just managed to get back to port. There where only four survivors out of an original crew of twenty." Kestral's heart sunk. He hadn't seen told about this. "I don't think I'll tell the crew about that, I don't want their moral going down before we have even started." Kestral called out to the AI. "Of course sir, as you wish."
"So what's your name AI?" Kestral asked. He liked to be on first name turms and didn't like being to formal. "Do you have a body?" The AI suddenly appeared in front of Kestral. She was about 5'9" with long brown hair, she was beautiful, but Kestral though that no AI would make themselves look ugly. "I don't have a name. The commander before you was very formal and didn't call anybody by their first name." Kestral looked at her. "Well why don't we call you....Suzi? Is that ok?" Kestral asked. "Yes sir, that is great." The AI replied. "So is anybody else here?" Kestral asked. "No sir."
"Ok, thanks. You can get back to what you where doing, I'm going to look around." The AI disappeared with a "Thank you sir." Kestral liked her already. He turned round and walked towards another door that was on the other side of the ship. He opened it and found himself in another corridor. As he walked down he began to think about all the people who had died in here. "My crew won't die." Kestral swore to himself. He turned in to another room, it was the sleeping area. He walked in, there where about ten beds in here, there was a door in the corner and he could see that there was another room full of beds. He put his bag down on the bed, he knew that there was probably a separate room for him, but he didn't like staying in a room on his own as he thought this way would bring him and the troops together.
He sat down and a began to un-pack. He looked over his weapons that where in his holsters. He was un-packed after about five minutes. He didn't have much. What was he to do now? He should carry on looking around, but he wanted to wait for more of the crew to arrive.
In front of Kestral was a larger door. He walked towards it and opened it. It was the bridge. He walked in and examined the room. It was quiet big, on two levels. There where a few steps that went down to the pilot's position and Kestral was standing on the upper level of the room. "Hello there." Said a voice behind Kestral. He quickly spun round; there was nobody there. Instantly Kestral realised what was going on. "Hey AI. How are things?" Kestral asked. "They are ok." The AI replied. "All of the blood has been cleaned away and the whole ship is ready for you." Kestral frowned. "Blood?" Kestral asked. "Well yes sir. This ship has been in a battle already against the SMX, a lot of the crew died and we only just managed to get back to port. There where only four survivors out of an original crew of twenty." Kestral's heart sunk. He hadn't seen told about this. "I don't think I'll tell the crew about that, I don't want their moral going down before we have even started." Kestral called out to the AI. "Of course sir, as you wish."
"So what's your name AI?" Kestral asked. He liked to be on first name turms and didn't like being to formal. "Do you have a body?" The AI suddenly appeared in front of Kestral. She was about 5'9" with long brown hair, she was beautiful, but Kestral though that no AI would make themselves look ugly. "I don't have a name. The commander before you was very formal and didn't call anybody by their first name." Kestral looked at her. "Well why don't we call you....Suzi? Is that ok?" Kestral asked. "Yes sir, that is great." The AI replied. "So is anybody else here?" Kestral asked. "No sir."
"Ok, thanks. You can get back to what you where doing, I'm going to look around." The AI disappeared with a "Thank you sir." Kestral liked her already. He turned round and walked towards another door that was on the other side of the ship. He opened it and found himself in another corridor. As he walked down he began to think about all the people who had died in here. "My crew won't die." Kestral swore to himself. He turned in to another room, it was the sleeping area. He walked in, there where about ten beds in here, there was a door in the corner and he could see that there was another room full of beds. He put his bag down on the bed, he knew that there was probably a separate room for him, but he didn't like staying in a room on his own as he thought this way would bring him and the troops together.
He sat down and a began to un-pack. He looked over his weapons that where in his holsters. He was un-packed after about five minutes. He didn't have much. What was he to do now? He should carry on looking around, but he wanted to wait for more of the crew to arrive.
