Fayeena, a tall, curvy, and quite busty Togruta was patiently waiting in line for her turn in the simulator.  Another one of the Vast Empire's brilliant plans, bring the Army in and teach them how to fly just in case the Navy pilots just up and die during a trip.  We'll they hadn't exactly explained it that way.

"Due to mission readiness and the risks of inter flight battles and accidents at least one person per Army Squad is required to be pilot qualified," CWO Dagoram spoke his hands behind his back as he spoke to the group.  Well at least they had provided some eye candy for her, she particularly like humans with brown eyes and curly hair.  And of course he was tall enough she could wear heels and not tower over him.  Fayeena let out a dreamy sigh, she really needed to quit reading all those romance novels.  But who could really resist the damsel in distress, the tough but gentle lover, and steamy sex scenes.

"It's your turn," a voice murmured in Fayeena's ear causing her to nearly jump out of her skin.  Her red cheeks grew maroon as she turned to see the CWO looking at her and smirking.

"Oh um, yeah," Fayeena said giggling nervously, turning away and frowning at her stupidness.  She was such a spazz, no wonder she couldn't find a date, to top it off as she walked up the stairs to the simulator's cockpit she trips and nearly fell off the stairs.  An arm shot out and steadied her.

"Just relax, its not real, its not like you can break the machine," the CWO said smiling at Fayeena as he let go of her arm.

"Right, I wish I was paying more attention in class," she mumbled as the door shut behind her.  Less then five minutes later the class was being evacuated from a smoke filled room as Fayeena practically dived out of the simulator as it gave a wheezy moan, then exploded.

"Wow, except for almost dying that was pretty cool," Fayeena said mostly to herself as she cleaned the grit from her face.

"Private, are you in here, are you okay?" CWO Dagoram said shoving some debris out of the way.

"Yeah over here!" Fayeena called over, brushing off her flight suit.

"Are you okay?" CWO Dagoram asked grabbing her by the shoulders.

"I'm fine, I'm a Togruta, we were created so little bumps on our heads would not affect us," she said with a pointy grin.

"What in the hell did you do?" CWO then demanded motioning to the wreckage around them as the fire teams rushed in and began putting out the simulator.

"Well, I started pushing a bunch of buttons, and then boom."

"There wasn't even anything in there that would have been considered explosive!"

"Does this mean I fail?'

"Yes...yes Private it means you fail, 1800 tonight, I have to give you private lessons now."

"But.."

"But nothing, 1800 sharp!" CWO Dagoram smartly turned and walked out of the room.

"You know there are more romantic ways to ask a girl on a date!" Fayeena called after him, then winced as a piece of ceiling crashed somewhere behind her.

"No that's not right try again," CWO Dagoram said yet again, Fayeena ground her sharp teeth together at his, 'higher then thou,' tone of voice.  She was trying she really was, but this jerk was getting on her nerves.  Did he really think at flying was this easy?  There was a reason why she joined the Army, the first time she had even seen a ship was when she left home.  She grimaced as she failed the simulation again and as it started up again CWO Dagoram sighed again and again to show his displeasure in the whole ordeal.  What a jerk, he wasn't giving her any instruction on what to do, other then telling her she was doing it wrong, yelling at her for her mistakes, and sighing.

"You're doing it all wrong, here let me!" CWO Dagoram said taking the controls of the simulation away from Fayeena.

"Fuck it," Fayeena said kicking opening the door, "If you are acting like I am wasting your time, then so be it.  I can find better things to do then be here," she snarled baring her pointed teeth at CWO Dagoram.  And she had thought this guy was handsome, he was just a big jackass.  Saluting smartly, Fayeena turned and began to leave.

"Private where in the hell do you think you're going, we're not finish!" CWO Dagoram yelled after her.

"We are finished until you learn that not everyone was born to be a pilot, and to have patience.  I do not know who taught you manners, but you need to go back to them and relearn them," Fayeena turned and glared at CWO Dagoram, "I am going dancing," she added before leaving the room.

As she stopped in the barracks Fayeena stripped out of her flight suit, and then the white shirt worn underneath.  Wrapping herself in a towel she went to the bath and turned it on, letting the water warm up as she sat on the side of the tub waiting.