When they had entered There crew quarters James nodded in appreciation. The place looked very nice and comfy. After there squad leader had given her little tour. Most of his squad mates had already picked a room. James decided to pick the room that had not been taken by anyone else. He did this because he liked to smoke and he didn't want to annoy anyone with the smell it brought. He took the bunk on his right and started unpacking his bags. Most of the stuff he unpacked where where things that was required for such a ship. Some clothes, shampoo and small things like that. However he had brought a little reminder of home. It was a small photo of him and his family when they where on vacation. It was nothing big but it reminded him of home. And beside that a  pack of cigars given to him by his father. They where pretty big and there where about 10 of them. He frowned as he saw that he could put his picture anywhere. He shrugged as he just put it in his drawer that was under his mirror. He would also put his cigar's there. After having placed his other belongings he simply lay on his bed and waited. He would have time to talk to his other team mates. But right now he just wanted to relax a little.

His relaxing was short lived as there squad leader had called them up to begin the tour through the ship. So he stood up and followed the rest.
The ship looked in perfect condition and the swimming pool was a nice touch as well. Then they finally arrived at there fighter bay. After a brief introduction James was assigned his fighter. He walked over to it and then saw his chief of the crew that would be making sure his ship did not explode. The chief was an old human at least 50 years old. The man was somewhat small. And seemed to have had many accidents. One hand was entirely cybernetic and his other hand had a few cybernetic fingers. His face had a few scars here and there but what creeped James out was the cybernetic eyeball. It had a little laser light shooting out of it and looked fairly creepy. James ignored this as he walked over to the man 
and suck out his hand." The name is James nice to meet you." The man looked at the hand for a moment admiring the cybernetics of it before shaking it." The name is Fletcher mate." He then quickly turned around and looked at the ship."Well then enough with the pleasantry's lets prep your bird then shall we?" He spoke with a light Scottish accent which sounded very amusing to James. He then walked with Fletcher towards his ship took a moment to observe its beauty. Fletcher grinned as he looked at James admiring the ship." I seem you have already fallen for her charms?" Do you have a name for her already?" James thought for a moment as  he looked at his fighter." I'm thinking of calling her The cannon fodder. If that's alright with you that is?" Fletcher laughed at the name and nodded. James then started climbing into his cockpit. His seat was comfy which was a godsend for sure.He then started calibrating his ship making sure everything was nice and easy. The interface was easy to control and responded very quickly. He then heard Fletcher say something at him."Oi James would ya mind turning on the engine for a but. I need to see if it's a hundred procent." James turned his engine on and quickly the whole ship shook a little." Ah i thought as much someone forget to clean the damn thing." Fletcher then looked at one of his technicians with an angry look on his face. The man gulped and started to clean The ship's engine. After at least ten minuets James tried again and this time the thing roared nicely.