Lt.Admiral Lorne - Victory V.I.P Hanger Bay - Parade Honours - Exaron Defense Fleet
Lornes commlink gave a single tone as he stood in the V.I.P hanger indicating that the shuttle was on approach. He straightened his medals and sorted out his collar, standing perfectly in the centre of the line between the rows of storm troopers, elite guards, technicians and pilots. He did not bother with the stupid little hat that they were supposed to wear, technically it wasn't standard uniform anyway and while he was doing Parade Honours for the entrance of their esteemed Moff he would not waste time that could be done preparing for whatever was going to happen next. Contingencies, backups and backups for the backups. If there was not a plan for every situation the one situation they didn't plan for would happen and then they would have issues. An example was this was the entire Empires current situation, The Emperor had Vader as his right hand man, next in line. However after that there was no-one. They should never of both been aboard the Second Death Star and now the Empire had fractured into several different pieces, effectively creating just a bunch of Warlords fighting amongst themselves. The most prominent being the Penestar Allignment that was abandoning the Empire and Isards Empire. He was going with the latter and was still acting upon her orders, when he received them.
As the Lamdba class shuttle entered the hanger everyone at either side stood to attention, not saluting for an action would not be appropriate until the Moff actually disembarked. He himself stiffened his back and his legs, a natural reaction due to his years in service especially to one such as Tarkin. The ramp lowered with some slight hissing as the Moffs elite guard walked down forming two lines of four at either side of the ramp. Followed by two officers and then the Moff himself. Lorne offered a salute, as did everyone else in the hanger. However when Lorne returned to his previous stance everyone else waited for the signal to do so. He walked forward and towards the Moff as he cleared the shuttle. "Lieutenant Admiral Tyrell Lorne, Sir. Welcome aboard the Victory I have any information regarding the orbital defence of Exaron you require, ship statuses, training schedules and any other plans you may wish to view available for you sir."
He stood, back still rigid waiting for the response.
Gunnery Sergeant Tony Bishop, City of Tikirt, Exaron
Tony had been spending time in his bunk, and the Sanistream after the death of Arlan, it hit him hard and that upset him though what upset him more was how casual he was still being about it all. Though that was the mindset of someone who was regularly sent to kill people almost in cold blood. Unsuspecting suspects just standing going about their day no matter how evil that may or may not be. He changed into his loose fitting clothes, tan coloured jacket, black trousers and a grey shirt. One of the bonuses of it being the New Republic was that there wasn't a uniform quite yet in terms of the military so he could wear pretty much whatever he wanted. Some people had a type of uniform especially those who mourned Alderaan still wore the typical uniform and helmet of the Alderaan military.
He was walking around the corridors when he bumped into a rather, attractive looking woman. Who was walking around their new military base, in a dress. He was slightly taken aback by that. Then he snapped out of his state of, well, staring. "Hey, watch where... Uh. I have no idea what to say as I have no idea what rank you are."