PHD #356: The Extra Something
The Extra Something
Summary: Sonja talks with Wade about her recent commissioning.
Date: 17 Feb 2042 AE
Related Logs: None
Sonja Wade 
Pilot Berths
The battlestar's pilots call this place home. Bunks line the walls with grey curtains to cover their sleeping areas. Lockers sit between each pair of bunks and a round metal table sits in the center, furnished with simple but comfortable steel chairs. A hatch at the rear of the room leads to a communal head.
Post-Holocaust Day: #356

Work never ends, work work work. That is how Wade Duncan feels right now. He is wearing his pilot suit but it's unzipped down to his waist, underneath, he wears his regular tanktop and tshirt, with his dog tags dangling over his chest. He is sitting at the common table in the Berths, writing down a few things on a sheet of paper while he idly runs his fingers over the stitches on his temple and forehead. It seems that the man is working on a AAR at the moment.

Sonja slowly wakes up from a short nap she was taking, it's amazing how much time she has on her hands now she's offically a pilot. No PT in the morning, or flight sims practice, or even classroom work. She's board, hence the nap. Swings her legs over she stands up and staggers over to the table Wade is sat at and sits down. "Hey." She says quietly, not having spoken to him since the battle yesterday.

Well, it can certainly be said that if Sonja thinks that because she's a pilot, she doesn't have to practice anymore…she's mistaken. Alas. Wade looks up as someone apparently talk to him and he spots Sonja sitting there on her bunk. "Ah, hello there Ensign. How are you adapting to your new bunk? Everything good?" He shows a very faint smile and then he looks at his papers again, marking a few things down before he resumes his writing. Still, he is paying attention to what she says next of course.

Sonja moves joined the conversation to sit at the table, she leans back and shrugs. "Not much different to be honest, I wasn't sure what I was excepting but." She icked, noone really congratulated, or told her nice flying or even made any more of fuss over her. "I wasn't exceptong Fan Fairs, but something, and I…Selfish I guess, when Bubbles was hurt. I should have excepted, you know…" She runs a hand through her hair. "Am I bothering you?"

Wade write write writes on his report and looks at Sonja from time to time. He finally stops and looks at her, narrowing his eyes and tilting his head "What are you trying to say, Ensign….speak up" says the man now, wanting for her to say what she has on her mind. He looks at his report again and shakes his head "No, you are not bothering me, I'm almost done with this report." He takes a deep breath and looks at her again, nodding "So…speak your mind, Lyon."

Sonja looks little hesitant. "To be honest I'm not sure, it's just I went from a nugget to an Ensign and nothing. I would have thought people would have been pleased to see me, but it's like I didn't mean anything…I guess I kinda felt shun, or unimportant…Like I said kinda selfish of me." She regards him for a few moments, then looks away. She's kinda lonely, even with all these people around. "I guess I just got to prove my worth and I will."

"People /are/ pleased to have you on Active Duties, Ensign. I don't know if you've noticed but we need every pilot we can get." he clears his throat afterwards and adds "Times like these don't allow for a Parade, specially when we are on constant Condition 2, you know?" Is there harshness in his voice? Not really but he doesn't approve of Sonja's apparent attitude. Now he nods "You have proven your worth already, Lyon. Yesterday, flying like you have to, doing what you need to." He nods to this again and takes a deep breath "Don't make me give you a callsign like 'Whiny', Ensign."

Sonja really didn't need to hear that, and it's clear by her face. "You can call me what you like." She says with a shrug. "It's just a stupid callsign." She pushes the chair back under the table, a brief moment of hurt flickers across her face, he of all people she excepted to get some understanding from, guess she was wrong. "So I guess, someones Birthday is okay to celebrate and get drunk too, but a new pilot getting comissioned isn't. Noted!" She moves back over to her bunk and lays down, she should have just kept her mouth shut. Next time she will.

Wade rubs his eyes with his fingers now and takes a deep breath "Did you not hear what I said? We are on Condition Two, Ensign, I taught you what that is." He sits back against his chair and says "Normally, a ceremony is made, but we are on freaking condition two. If you have a complaint about that, go present it to either the CAG or the SL." Now, he shakes his head "A callsign is not a stupid thing Ensign, make no mistake and don't be disrespectful" Now, he lets his fingers trail over his cheek as he looks at Sonja and he adds "Did you not hear what I said over the Radio yesterday? That I was pleased with your performance? That you were doing great? What else do you want, Ensign?"

Sonja fishes around her her pockets, for that gum she trades her last chocolate bar for, she perfers gum to something sweet anyway. "Yeah, sorry my mistake I apologies sir." She says, hands going behind her head. Yep, she sure messed up there. Not knowing what else to say, she just remains quiet, she's embaressed hurt, and still trying to understand the military works. She'll never fully understand, tonights reading looks like more protocal texts and reading up on the conditions. She simply doesn't understand.

Wade looks at Sonja as she speaks "You have already proven your worth, Ensign. Otherwise, you wouldn't be here right now, and you would have never gained your wings. Remember that. A Ceremony is just an extra something. What matters is that you were indeed, recognized for your efforts." Now, he turns to his papers, finishes his report and stands up "Relax, Ensign. You are doing well" Faint smile is show and then, he steps out of the Berths, probably going to deliver the Reports.

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