Alaska and wash had been used to military rations but ever since they’d joined with the program they’d been treated like royalty, the meals were fantastic according to Alaska but Washington stuck with ‘military grade porridge’ he called it man’s food but Alaska couldn’t understand it to her it was sludge was a taste.
Wash and Alaska sat down with the others, Alaska took off her helmet, she was uncomfortable with it but at least she was with her brother now. They both started eating their breakfast, whilst listening to others and silently agreeing. When north talked about South’s past operations some thing rang a bell in Washington's head. **“Wait, that hacker was south, a squad mate of mine tried to track you down, I have no idea what he meant but apparently you or the hacker linked your router through so many other places his squad ended up at a random civvies’ house, it gave them the fright of their lives when 6 armoured Spartans marched through their door.” **
**“Training sounds good,”** replied Wash whilst Alaska just shrugged whilst eating as much as she could. When Carolina mentioned his interest in vehicles Alaska’s eyes lit up; **“Vehicles, someone speaks my language it seems. I’ve been specialised as Air Assault, anything with wings and engines is my specialty”** Wash was a bit surprised when she brought this up, he knew she was a pilot but last time he with her she was a quarter master on UNSC cruiser not a pelican pilot. Washington spoke up about himself; **“Since we seem to be going around the circle I’m a Close Combat Specialist.”** He said examining his Visor.Alaska tapped his arm and nodded away she got up and left, Washington sighed **“well then I suppose I’ll see you guys at the sim room”**.
**"What's the plan then Doc"** Alaska said entering the room with was following shortly behind, Wash joined in:**"as long as this one isn't doomed to fail I think I'll take anything"** he said slightly sarcastically and awaited for a reply.