The   hustling  Clerks  were bringing up belts, megs and grenades, One  felow   had  meari  weapon in a slightly oiled cloth, rubbing it down as he handed to her.

 Here you go..all set to spray and pray...

 Meari smiled at Jug and the rest of the Gava and she replied as the clerk gave her the weapon," Yes this is my new 30 cal. machinegun, I love it takes down bad guys fast." She turns to the clerk, " Thank you very much and they will need to pray when I cut them down."

 Meari nodded to the Gava and replied," Good luck and fight well, as you always do." Meari then headed back to the hanger dec.

---->>>>. To hanger dec

Jug still smiled as Meari headed back to the hangar.  Getting gear the gava armored up, weaponed up and geared up.  Then they would head for their shuttle.  Though small, gava never let that stop them.


===> to hangar dec

-----> From Hold

Zob sighed as he approached the cage he wasent sure if his suit would be able to be repaired in time but still he had to check, "Hey folks will my heavy armor be repaired in time by the time i have to go back down in a little over 12 hours?"
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  The    Techs  look it over...we're not busy now..after the Jump off  is when we get beat up.. we should have it ready in about..6? The Chief  tech put the armor  on a  hover cart and took it into the back.

Zob nods approvingly, "I lost my heavy pulse gun so i need a new secondary weapon what have you got for shotguns?" he asked while he had other weapons but they were mostly rifles and the blade rifle.

 The   Clerk brought up the screen, spun the vidboard  around.. we have  4 types?.. single  barrel with breech load.. Double barrel  that you need to  break and Laod..two triggers.... Combat shitun  with 10 round Nag, you can use  the pumpkin bal;ls or buck shot.. and the   Drum fedattack weapon, goood  for boarding, and close  quarters...30 round  drum..it east  through the  Ammo , if you are having a good time...  she grins

Zob thought it over, "Give me the combat shotgun with the 10 round magazines, ill take two magazines now the rest can be put with the armor when i come pick it up in a few hours... i would go for the 30 round drum but there is just no room for me to carry it with the rest of my kit"

   in a few moments the   Gun came out, the  armsman  showed   some  qucik , disassemble and assembe  for  Zomb,  set down a sling  and  2 Mags...

The  Head cage  cleak had   Zob  sign out the weapon.

Zob watched carefully as the tech gave some instructions and nodded as he signed out for the shotgun and slung the weapon over his shoulder and placed the magazines on his ammo belt, "Thanks again ill be back in a few hours" with that he headed back over to the com area where Sam and Orria were.

----> To Hanger Dec

----->>>>>>>>>>>> From Hanger Dec

 NA-CE showed up to the QM locker and waited till it was her turn in line. Once to the counter she asked," I need some medium combat armor, a 45 pulse and a 45 hard ammo sidearm, and I need a good SMG with stopping power but light and easy to carry with the rest of my medical gear?" NA-CE looked all business as she waited for the QM people.

  The  QB Clerk  waved her through the door as it buzzed... another   Clerk  escorted her back as the  began measurments, and  worked on slight adjustments.

 while she  stood  there  a Pair of   weapons were handed to her to  check, and a double holster  to arry them, on side  had  ptwo pouches for  powercells, the other   side had  three  for mags.

 They gave her a  Choice of a 'Thompson style" SMG  and a  German MP40 style.

 NA-CE walked in and they did their measurements with the two offered she liked them both but decided to go with the German MP40 style a little more compact for her. They both had good stopping power though. She took the belt with the two holsters, and both sets of ammo, pulse and hard she liked that. NA-CE would gear up and waited for them to finish her measurements.

 NA-CE smiled for the first time and said," Thank you how long for the armor we have a run in 1 hour."

 The  armomrer  shrugged,Not Long. we have to   heat the chest plate  and round it out, and get the  legs and arms formed as we attach it to the Mesh.. you'll need an envirosuit under this of  course..

 NA-CE smiled and replied," I have one on already under my duty uniform I wasn't sure what to expect so I came prepared. What do you know about this run does the LC do it with all new recruits?"

 The  tech shrugs  as  armor is heated  and formed...Access  tunnels   at the top of the  ship...one lap is  3  Miles.. about  a mile down each side, and  a Half mile  across the beams... its more  for a work out..He makes pilots  do it alot.. SM gives troopers  and SEC options  most of the time...  Malcontents gets sorted out   pretty quickly..

   Rounding out the  chest plate and  it  is fastened to the Mesh...see how that fits

 NA-CE listened, she smiled and nodded at the description of the tunnel run. She actually liked it, running in the field from patient to patient was very good, she was really liking this LC so far. " Well thank you very much."

 NA-CE tried it on and it fit perfectly. she replied," Excellent it fits perfectly thank you."

 NA-CE got all her gear ready and then headed for Captain Morris's shed to get her quarters settled. NA-CE thanked the QM's and headed off to see Captain Morris.

---->>>>> To Morris's Shack

<=== from Doc Christies lab

Nikki and Haley moved to the other side of the hangar and the Quarter Masters area.  There they waited behind 2 others ahead of them.  Finally their turn, Nikki smile "Hello.  I am wondering if we can put in request for magnetic shelving, rope....maybe 50 ft., not returnable, magnahooks with 100lb. weight strength.  a metal unlidded container about 2 foot by 3 foot if available." she gestured the dimensions.  she knew some would not be returnable and would be docked from her pay, but atleast it was a start.
Haley smiled ear to ear and gave a wave. "Hi!" she said peering over the counter.

  The QM   clerk went through the lists.. she marked  what  was  'payable'..which was all the  'non returnable"

  She looked at  Haley and smiled,then to Nikki,you  might be  better  served , waiting until we reach a planet or station to  buy someof this stuff?

Nikki smiled "I was planning on doing soas well. Thank you." she said gathering and paying for it as well.  She handed Haley some rope to carry that was a tad heavy.  Nikki showed her how to carry it more appropriately, like a mountain climber.  Haley smiled at helping. "There we go.  See If you carry it this way it spreads the weight out so you use your whole body, not just your arms"
To Haley it did seem she could handle the rope better "Oh..oh like walking on an ice covered pond.  Iffen Ah walk on it the ice breaks and Ah get wet, cuz weights on the small spots my feets are on?  But iffen Ah sits and slides on the ice it don't break.  That right?" she figured out.
"You got it Punkin'.  Now you have to learn when it can work and when not, that will come with time" she said gathering the other items after noting the deduction of her account.  "Lets put this in our quarters for now.  I got to find Shadow.  I think he is on the RecDec" using a locating app
"Okay.  can Ah gits a hotdog and chips?  Ooohh...And a banana?"
"Yes, I suppose.  You are turning into a bottomless pit these days.  My growing girl" waving at the QM for now they headed to the lift with their treasures.

====> Officers Quarters

——> Hangar Dec

Despite her attempts to pull down her uniform jacket Tarja was more than aware that it would look like she was wearing a pair leggings and as much as she liked Andruss checking out her ass it wasn’t something she particularly wanted the rest of the crew to do. And so it was after this rather uncomfortable walk that she would enter the QM’s store and approach the counter, relieved to see  that it was currently being manned by a woman so might gain a little sympathy ”Hi, I would like to requisition uniform items for armoured infantry squad…I would like eight overalls, colour is not important but should have correct insignia and markings for unit, and eight quick release boots with zip down side, I can provide required sizes, and information” she said hoping that her request wouldn’t prove too problematic with her quite prepared to to wait for it if needed.

  The 2 striper  behind the cage made a moti9on   for Tarja's vid board,Let me down load  the stuff from your Vid board, set it  up, it will bot alot  faster.

 we'll get you green,so you are not  confused  with  The  Dec  Crew. It will take
 about..10 minutes or  so  to gather  the garments, the  seamstress  will get the patched in about 10 minutes faster that. She doesn't have to  make too many patches  this   time
 of our cruise. its after the first actions, she gets busy.

Tarja would take a moment to get the correct information up on her vidboard before handing it over, with it listing enough information about the members of her team to get overalls and boots made to the correct size ”please being aware that sergeant is very tall” she said suspecting that they would have to find something a little non-standard to fit Meari. After being informed that it would take around twenty minutes to sort Tarja would give the woman a slightly surprised look as she replied ”That fast, is ok if I wait?” she asked so as to save her having to make another two trips across the hangar dec.

It was as she was waiting that Tarja would look at the message she’d received from Alison causing a sharp intake of breath as she wondered whether she should have left well alone. However deciding that it was too late to back out now she would send her another message.

She would wait around twenty minutes within the QM’s store, checking footage and data on her vidboard as she did so, before the overalls were ready. Needless to say Tarja would change into her new overalls which had her name and rank embroidered onto it along with an assault badge and the mech unit patch. One day the armoured infantry would have their own patch but for now they bore the same patch as the mech riders ”These are very good, compliments to lady that made the patches” Tarja said to the woman behind the counter as she gathered the pile of boots and clothing and thanked her as she walked out the door.

——> Hangar dec
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Roy stopped by the QM on his way to his quarters, having punched up an image on his comm...something he'd heard about once, long long ago, but hadn't been entirely certain was actually legitimate until he found the image.  His face lit up in a smile when he did.

Showing the image to the corporal inside the cage, he said, "I need two of these...preferably for the ball tonight.  Should be pretty simple to fabricate...even if you can't make the full-on patch, a collar pin would work."  It was a single chevron in Marine red and gold, with a lamp centered beneath the peak of the chevron.  The corporal looked at him oddly.

"Is this a real thing, Sergeant-Major?  You didn't just dream this up?"

"It's a legit cadet rank, Corporal, and it should be on file in our systems.  I've got to go get changed for the formalities tonight...that should give you about twenty minutes.  As a matter of fact, I'll make it simpler for you...just get me the collar pin version, doesn't even need to be metal.  You can take your time making the patches.  But I want that pin tonight, even if you have to express-rush it to me at the ball."  He gave a grim-faced nod, and proceeded to his quarters.

Thanks to his precautions before the operation on Fuji, his dress uniform was already out and ready, he just needed to remove it from the garment bag.  A quick shower to refresh himself, and a slow process of dressing to make sure everything was properly aligned and in its place, and he was back on his way.

"Fresh out of the 3D printer," the corporal said, sliding a plastic case across the counter to him.  "The glue for the pin should be fully cured by the time you reach the Ball, ready whenever you want to present it."

Roy gave a grim smile and nod, taking a moment to open the case and look inside before closing it and slipping it into his tunic pocket.  "Good work, Corporal.  Carry on..."  An uncommon look of contentment on his face, he turned and headed for the Hangar Deck.