Posted by Lieutenant Helena Laursen (Helm/Nagivation Officer) in Memory: End of First Year Training Mission
April arrived and with it, squad assignments. For the size of their class that meant 13 people to a squad. Helena and Marceau had been put on a team together. She knew the other pilot as well. They were a mix of every department, at least two, security science, medical, linguists, pilots, engineers. They all had specialties. They had about two weeks of classes before their first training mission and there was a lot of speculation. They were given packs and told what they needed. Between classes they had to figure out where to get most of the supplies and who had access to get it. It was a puzzle that they had to solve. Everyone’s pack would be checked for the required equipment. Points would be taken for poorly organized or incomplete packs. Helena was excited to get off the Academy grounds and breathe after the turmoil of returning to campus. Not everyone was so eager…

Helena

Marceau was on the ‘not so eager’ side. Since he was medical, he’d been able to avoid confronting the Flying Problem. First year medical was about studying and learning what is typically in different kinds of med kits, what is typically in a sickbay, and then more typical first year medical student stuff. He’d had no need to go up yet. He was glad he’d been placed with Helena. It was at least a little comforting to know that maybe she could be his pilot. But he was still very worried about it.

He’d mentioned it to Lucy, and she had been surprisingly unhelpful (surprisingly to him, anyway). She’d said maybe he should just stay home, tell them he can’t do it. He couldn’t do that.

He was working with the other medical cadet to prepare their medkits so he didn’t have to think about flying up. Then, when those were finished, and what Marceau thought was well organized, he checked the list and with the other cadets in the squad for anything else medical had to get or anything else he could help prepare.

~ Marceau