T'Lari arched an eyebrow at Chertstone but said nothing. He was enjoying himself, and there was nothing wrong with that so long as he remained professional. The Wairarans were playing with them, showing off their ability to navigate the anomalies.
Like two sehlats facing off over territory.
It was at least providing useful information. This would not be a competition of pure speed, but of skill and maneuverability. So far the young pilot had done remarkably well, though the Tactical officer found herself wishing that Lieutenant Black was in her position. The two of them had performed well as a team, each able to anticipate what the other was doing and adapt quickly. More than once during battle Black had set up a shot for T'Lari, while the Vulcan had understood what maneuvers her department head was going to perform and had been ready.
Chertstone, on the other hand, was a "hotshot," as the humans said. She'd seen plenty like him at the Academy, a skilled pilot with an ego to match. Anticipating his moves would likely be difficult. She mentally shrugged. Wishing for different circumstances was illogical. She would simply had to adapt. If all went well during the event there would be little for her to do except gather information.
Like two sehlats facing off over territory.
It was at least providing useful information. This would not be a competition of pure speed, but of skill and maneuverability. So far the young pilot had done remarkably well, though the Tactical officer found herself wishing that Lieutenant Black was in her position. The two of them had performed well as a team, each able to anticipate what the other was doing and adapt quickly. More than once during battle Black had set up a shot for T'Lari, while the Vulcan had understood what maneuvers her department head was going to perform and had been ready.
Chertstone, on the other hand, was a "hotshot," as the humans said. She'd seen plenty like him at the Academy, a skilled pilot with an ego to match. Anticipating his moves would likely be difficult. She mentally shrugged. Wishing for different circumstances was illogical. She would simply had to adapt. If all went well during the event there would be little for her to do except gather information.