"Yes, Sir." Was the response given by the master sergeant, the Captain gave a brief smirk at the response, the tone of over confidence and resilience made him raise his eyebrows as he looked at Harrison for a bit. His look bode the attitude of a man that could only be impressed by action rather than face value words.
"Very well Master Sergeant, your unit is next on training dome 3. The level of realism of the simulation will be on maximum and I expect to witness only the best. Effectiveness, conduct, and courage." Matthew kept an expressionless face as he spoke each word, expecting the same from each and every one of the people in front of him, Cavill and Harrison included.
A man that had lived twice the years as many of the soldiers present Matthew had no time to concern himself with what nationalities was who and who had done what to anybody else, throughout his time as commander of the contingent he had made sure to go down on anyone that would dare risk unit cohesion over some nationalistic pretexts. Even his fellow Martians were not immune to the Captain's harsh attitude towards anything that would harm the contingent's ability to effective and coordinately fight, anyone that spew bullshit or looked down upon anyone for any reason was personally punished by Matthew, again humanity had no time for that. He himself didn't trust Feds or Conglomerates, but he knew that it didn't matter and all of them had to keep their eyes forwards as a single people, of course deep within Matthew was glad it was mostly Martians running the show over bureaucratic Feds or corrupt Conglomerates, of the lawless Fleeters. But he didn't dwell on any of those thoughts, he had an army to command.
"So I expect everyone here to put the best and work effectively as a unit. Unit cohesion is important ladies and gentlemen, without coordination a unit cannot expect to succeed in the simulation, much less so in the field. Master sergeant, I expect only the best." With that, the Captain dismissed the men and women in front of him, proceeding to go up the stairs to the platform. Harrison followed, letting him know of recent news.
"Sir, Admiral Locke is waiting up on the COQ, it's an urgent meeting sir." Harrison kept walking behind Lopez.
"Yes Lieutenant I'm aware." The Captain stopped abruptly on his path, turning to face the young lieutenant.
"Oversee the simulation, record it and send it to me when it's done. Also, I want you to be present inside the dome when the simulation is on, use the observer mode to more effectively see what they do, this is am Away Mission Scenario, so I want them to know the proper procedures. I need to get going, lieutenant, dismissed." With that the Captain gave a brief salute and made his way up the stairs to the elevator, leaving Harrison to keep tabs on Cavill's unit. The lieutenant seemed confused and bewildered for a few seconds, but he quickly got on to doing what the Captain expected of him.
The lieutenant made his way back down to the main deck of the complex and followed behind towards Cavill's unit, catching up the master sergeant.
"Get your men ready sergeant, you're up on Training Dome 3." With that, Harrison made his way to the observation deck next to the dome, he would join the Unit in the simulation soon.
Matthew was on his way to Locke's office, as the elevator moved up he could see the hub area from above, his expression the same monotone one as before. Thousands of people going about their business, trying to live life normally, as if anyone could say what was normal and what wasn't anymore. As he kept looking through the glass that covered the elevator the lens flares of the moving elevator combine with the shinning lights above the hub made him feel dizzy, uneven and afflicted. Then he began to remember, remember the sounds of war and the screams from that dreadful day, the smoke pilling in his cockpit as he thought they had lost the battle and he would die in the cold vacuum of space.
Closing his eyes shut in panic, Matthew turned away from the glass, standing right on the middle of the elevator trying to think things through, clear his mind which was an ocean filled with memories of pain and worried thoughts that only made him more and more anxious and tense. His neck stretched with a feeling of unbearable stress. It was hard to breath, he took one deep inhale and exhale trying to ease off the pain in his chest.
He moved off from the middle of the elevator again near the window, pressing himself against the hard glass trying to calm himself. Breathing faster and looking down on the floor trying to calm himself, he began to try and divert his thoughts from the memories of war to the ones of past times with his son, parties and barbecues on Sundays, it made him ease his chest pain as he began to catch his breath to normality. The attacks were getting worse as time went by.
Soon the elevator stopped at the bridge, the entire placed filled with activity as dozens of men and women attended to terminals, controls and screens. All of them made sure the Vitae functioned well and directed it towards unknown places that could hopefully serve as Humanity's home.
Matthew entered the bridge and quickly began making his way towards Locke's office, following through the big hallways leading to the closed door, Peter, Locke's aide, was out on his desk right outside the room. Matthew simply gave a nod and waited for the door to open as it did Peter then said.
"Admiral Locke, Lopez is here."
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