Unpleasant Debriefings

Posted on Thu Feb 27th, 2020 @ 12:21pm by Division Admiral Thomas Lasky & Lieutenant JG Rachael "Ripcord" Yamaguchi-Cullen & Lieutenant Colonel Kell "Cyclops" Tainer & Jillian "Phoenix" Sullivan

Mission: Mission 18: Aces High
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 1510Hrs - December 22nd, 2390

Teval walked into the briefing room where the 20 or so failure pilots where present, along with Phoenix, Boomer, Cyclops and Ironhide. Teval looked at Boomer saying, "So this is all of them huh, I'd have thought more of the failures would have been in 2nd wing, not first."

"I know..." Boomer responded. "Phoenix fought well, Wukari and her Squadron Commanders trained their guys well enough." he commented. "Well fought sir." he said to Phoenix.

"Meh... I just followed Wukari's playbook," Phoenix shrugged off.

Boomer turned to the assembled pilots. "Okay... you might be guessing why you are here..." he looked over the pilots one at a time. "You are here because... You're all fucking DEAD... Dee.. Eee.. Ahh.. Dee.." he growled loudly. "You Are DEAD...." he paused a moment. "You either got yourselves killed through collisions or through stupidity.... you will notice that Berg Houges is not here.. that's because I've sent him home to pack up his shit... He is being removed from the air wing for good. I am not going to chew the fat with failures..... if you keep fucking up.... so as of now, you're all having your flight status revoked, if you want it back... show me you want it... work for it... I will give you a chance..."

"I agree," Phoenix nodded. "Clown Flight, minus Berg, is on a limited leash themselves. Any more stupidity and I'll yank their status on the spot. We're a combat unit. We gotta get to elite status if we're ta get anywhere in this fleet."

Warrant officer Jewel Draat, one for the 2nd wing pilots under hurd, whined," Why am I in here, I'm way better than these losers." The statement was a complete lie. Draat was one of the first ones dead in both finals, and her performance in previous squadron's exercises was abysmal. She just didn't have any spectacular fails like her flight leader Hurd.

Taffy meekly raised her hand. "Excuse me." she stated quietly "I did shoot a fighter down and I was only knocked out because Lieutenant Houges slammed into me." Taffy explained.

"Oh really Taffy." Boomer growled. "You shot Cyclops who just so happens to your Squadron Commander. What do you have to say to this fact?"

Taffy didn't answer. She just starred down at the deck.

Jewel dart started quietly snickering, saying under her breathe, "you loser"

"That is enough.." Boomer commented with a growl. "Alright... here is how I'm going to do it... I'm going to assign all of you to one Squadron.... and assign you to Ironhide. He will become your instructor."

Ironhide nodded. "Alright... First Wings screwups will answer to me, second wing's instructor will be decided by Phoenix." he explained. "I will start you all of the beginning.... basic One oh one.."

Wicked witch walked in next saying to boomer, "I'll handle to morons for 2nd wing."

"I'm fine with 'at Witch." Phoenix nodded. "But as CAG, if they don't improve fast, I will get rid of them myself."

"That's if I don't get rid of them first," Wicked witch replied happily, then changing her attitude, she commanded," Everyone in second wing, you will answer to me, and if after two weeks of my training regiment, if you dont show improvement, then you wont ever get your wings back, and that especially includes you Hurd and Draat, you two are the worst."

Hurd threw the middle finger at wicked witch. In a flash, Phoenix grabbed his middle finger and bent it back with her metal hand until she heard it snap.

"Don' ever act nasty to a lady. Else I break somethin' else ya need," Phoenix warned darkly.

Draat chuckled at Hurd, finding his pain amusing.

"You can shut it, Draat." Phoenix spoke with a glare to the other woman. "Your piloting skills are outmatched for a fourteen-year old. All of you have been outmatched by a kid. An' 'at isn' a good thing."

Hurd gave Draat a nasty glare, and after phoenix moved off, Draat hacked up a loogey, and spat it into the back of Hurd's head.

"Draat." Boomer commented. "You are on report... and in hack.... that's just about the most disgusting thing I have yet seen."

Hurd turned around as he let fly with the back of his hand, he caught her across the face as he snarled something at her.

Boomer sighed softly. "Here we go.."

Draat, gave Hurd a nasty look, then suddenly headbutted him hard enough to break his nose, she then grabbed his balls and twisted hard, causing Hurd to scream in agony. She then grabbed him by the throat with her other hand and began to choke him.

Boomer sighed. "Draat.." he commented quietly, before snagging a PADD and in a display of precision, he proceeded to throw it at Draat as it impacted her in the head, knocking her out.

"Now see... Why don' these shits get sentenced to fuckin' counselin'? I'm gettin' tha shaft here," Phoenix noted with much frustration.

Hurd was lying on the ground, groaning and clutching his balls, while a dazed Draat was drooling on the floor. Teval walked over to them, saying, "Well I don't think counseling will help these two." He then looked at Phoenix and Boomer, then said to everyone else, "Hey, everyone else, out of the room now."

As soon as everyone else left, Teval tapped his combadge, saying, "Hey Hakaya, can you come down here with a painstick."

Hakaya acknowledged and was there in a minute, Klingon Painstick in hand, while Draat moaned, and began to stir.

Boomer went over, he reached down as he yanked Draat to her feet before he headbutted her. "Stupid fucking cow. Get up on your feet.." as he dropped her to the deck before he kicked her one. "Now godammit!"

Hurd mumbled something as he climbed to his feet as Boomer sent a fist hurtling towards the man's face, there was a small cloud of blood as Boomer's fist smashed his nose flat. "I'm gonna hurt you." he growled before he booted Hurd in the leg as the man dropped to the deck, screaming.

Teval grabbed Boomers arm, stopping him form doing any further damage. "Hey Boomer, that's enough."

Phoenix shook her head and fought very hard to keep her calm. "Are we don here?" the CAG asked with balled fists.

boomer looked down at Teval, he could see the other guy was serious. "Yeah..." he said softly before tapping his combadge as he called for a beamout of Hurd and Draat, he sent them to sickbay.

"Well... that was almost a waste of time." Boomer commented. "Now... I'm going to go get something to eat....I need a drink... Phoenix.. you gonna be alright?"

"No, I aint." Phoenix spoke very irritably. "I can' be myself anymore cause if I do, I lose my flight status, an' be treated as a loon. So I'm gonna go find a new habit to take up that aint drinkin'."

Teval looked at Boomer, saying, "Hey, your not in good shape yourself. So go ahead and take a few days off. "Ill go down to sickbay, write this off that these two did it to each other, and they will be in the brig a few days. so you wont have to deal with them."

Boomer nodded his head. "Alright..." he paused as he sighed. "I'll tell my squadron commanders to carry on with their plans.." he sighed. "Ironhide will handle the training."

After the debriefing Taffy, Lynx, Eight Ball, and Typhoon skulked out of the room. Lynx sighed but was not surprised at the reaction from the leadership. She turned back and saw Taffy crying and Eight Ball on the verge of tears with her head hung low.

"What's wrong girls?" Lynx asked.

Taffy looked up at Lynx and wiped her eyes dry. "We're losing our flight status."

Lynx looked a moment at both young pilots. "Well, there are other occupations in Star Fleet." Lynx reassured them.

"Maybe for you." Eight Ball told Lynx. "This is what I dreamed of and now in a couple of days it will all be over. They'll put Taffy and I back in the infantry." Eight Ball lowered her head again. Lynx looked back at the two pilots who were in anguish. She sighed again as she walked down the corridor.