Cadets report in

[Andrea Deveraux]

"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."

[Janus]

*enters*

"Cadet 1st class Janus reporting"

[Janus]

"oooh, impressive wingspan." *he smirks* "Not exactly built for luxuery is it."

*he laughs, then stops, seeing the look on the Lt. Col. face*

"Umm, Sorry."

[Andrea Deveraux]

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

[Andrea Deveraux]

(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?"

[Max Tallon]

Max Tallon walks in, dressed in the standard cadet uniform.  He grumbled abit, finding it most uncomfortable compared to his flight suit.  "Tallon, reporting."