Blue sea, white clouds, and a cool PBR. Nothing could get better than this. Well, maybe if we were on land instead of another ship, but this ship is way different than our combat carrier. Breech was lost in thought while staring out at the crystal sea and Ratchet was having a gearhead orgasm over how intense this cruise ship is.
"Dakka look at this! its built with the same engine as our carrier! if only I could give them a few pointers at how they could optimize the system" Ratchet was doing what she did best, and trying to get her to relax would be hard so I figured I would leave her be.
"Hey Breech, see anything good out there?" Breech was in a world all her own, she didnt even hear me.
"Breech" I said again while pressing my frozen can to her neck. She yelped and dropped her lemonade overboard.
"What the hell was that for?" Breech's empty eyes pierced through mine with violent effect.
"Sorry, you were so out of it I thought you might just fall over the railing if someone didnt bring you back to reality" maybe I was a little too casual.
"Well thanks to you my lemonade is gone, it was the best I've ever had" Breech looked down to see if she could spot her blue glass in the water.
"Here, lets go get you a new one, I'll buy one twice the size" I shook my can to see how much was left, I could use another.
"I dont know how you can drink that crap, we're on a multi-billion dollar cruise ship and you choose to drink that garbage" Breech said.
"Says the lightweight of the team. Maybe the FNG will steal that title away from you when we get her" I finished off my drink and started for the bar, Breech met my stride and Ratchet disappeared, looking for more info on this ship.
"When will she be ready? we need the body right away" Breech said.
"Next week, she'll finish basic training, the week after that, she's ours" I replied.
"Two whole weeks? thats insane!"
"They've been having issues with her training so its dragged a little longer. From the stats I've read she has some bad ass skills with shotguns" I said. I opened the door to the hall leading to the bar.
"Another close quarters expert? we dont need another one"
"She isn't just being trained in close quarters, she'll be trained in every skill we have. From my assault rifle skills to your fine precision sniping, to even Ratchets mad mechanic skills. She'll be good at everything"
"But doesn't that mean she won't excel at anything? she'll be the definition of average" Breech said.
"Well like I said she kicks ass at shotguns, so we can take advantage of that by teaching her the many ammunition types available to her" if she can't be an expert in any of our skills she she better be great at something, even if its shotgun specific.
"Whats her name? I havent heard anything about that" Breech was a little eager to know.
"Its MooK"
"MooK?"
"Thats what I said"
"Thats... a little offensive, MooK the shotgun expert who also knows all our skills" Breech held her hands out like she were putting up a sign for a movie theater.
"Hey it wasn't my idea, thank the guys in basic for that one" I opened the door to the bar, why is it that bars are always so dark inside? that said how come its always so bright when the hangover arrives? its a mystery.
We took our seats and I ordered another PBR while Breech got her lemonade. Her hands were fidgeting.
"You seem tense, everything alright?" I asked.
"It just feels strange we're on company time and we're having the time of our lives"
"we're pretending to be on winter break from college, this is the one practical way we can keep an eye on our target" I started to whisper at this point no need to tell everyone what we're doing here.
"I just feel so vulnerable right now. No gun, no badge, this is no place for a long range expert like me to be in"
"we'll get you your gun, and your nest once we get off this floating paradise, we're all about the mission. Our drinks arrived and Breech snapped to a huge smile when she drew her glass closer and had a long sip of her lemonade.
The bar door opened and Ratchet stumbled in, she took the seat next to me.
"One white russian please" she sounded defeated.
"Whats your malfunction?" Breech said
"oh... I wanted to see the engine room but they wouldn't let me in"
"why would they? they have no reason to think you want to get in their for a good reason. For all they know you want to sabotage the engine"
"But WHY?!"
"Shhh!" me and Breech hush her in unison.
"buy why does it have to be like that, its not fair"
"just load your pipe and relax, we'll get you something to play with soon enough" I said.
"If I'm disappointed I'm going to scramble your computer when we get back"
