7/30/2011 12:30 PM Image:Doac jpg.JPG Stormfront rests in his open bay, going over tactical data logs from the most recent training exercises, and the distraction raid mission, swapping back and forth between the tasks. At any sound, he glances towards the entryway, as if waiting for someone, and just killing time with the tac analysis. Slipstream enters the barracks after yet another long aerial patrol. She has a slight limp to her gait, like she's favoring a side. Heading straight for the ration dispenser, she happens to pass Stormfront. "Good cycle sir." is offered respectfully.