"You're giving me Crow's Eye?" Victarion looked surprised.
"And command of the plant garrison." Euron replied. "You're the last one of us who hasn't been given an assignment, Vic. It's past time. Now, let's see who our new 'Mech and tank jockeys are going to be."
The two Greyjoy brothers walked out to the staging area. "Colonel?" Called a voice, Euron turned to see Fuka still in her pilot's suit and cooling vest. "Hello, Fuka." Euron acknowledged her. Victarion waved her over.
"Any problems with your new ride?" Victarion asked.
"Ie, Greyjoy-dono. She runs like a dream." Fuka answered before asking. "Where are you off to?"
"We're checking out the new pilots for the Plant 3 garrison that Vic's going to be leading." said Euron.
"Your own command?" Fuka smiled. "That's quite an honor."
"Stop, you'll make me blush." Victarion returned, scratching the back of his head. "You're welcome to meet the new recruits if you want."
Fuka nodded. "Of course, as long as it's OK."
"It's fine." said Euron. "You'll probably know some of them from the tech crews. They've been moved up to combat status for the plant assignment."
The three walked over to the group standing on the parade fields where the new troops were assembled. As Euron had said, many of them were known to Fuka. Her eye caught on to two of them whose resemblance was so complete they could only be identical twins.
"Fuka, these are Dalton and Dagon Pyke. They're our Uncle Aeron's grandsons." Euron pointed them out.
One of the twins said, "Hey, it's our cute tech-turned-Mechwarrior.."
Fuka looked confused. "If they're Aeron-oji-sama's grandsons, why are they not named Greyjoy?"
The other twin replied. "Ahh, well, it's because we're bastards." He pointed at himself. "Dagon Pyke, this is my brother Dalton." He pointed at his twin, who bowed his head. Fuka bowed back.
"Their father, Simeon Greyjoy, was our cousin." Euron explained. "He never married, but sired Dalton and Dagon with a woman who presented them to him after an affair they'd had."
"You don't have to sugar-coat on our account." Dalton said. "Our dad was a womanizer who would've abandoned us if Grandpa Aeron hadn't forced him to take responsibility for us and our mom."
Fuka was shocked. "I'm so sorry for you two. What happened to their parents?"
Dagon answered before Euron. "Dad died in Operation: GUERRERO. Mom lived with Grandpa Aeron for a while. She recently got a job and an apartment in Hilo."
"Well, that's encouraging." said Fuka.
"Anyway, we're ready to get to work, Colonel." said Dalton. "We won't let you down."
"You'd better not." said Euron. "Or you'll have to answer to your grandfather."
The next person they came across was an Asian man of about Fuka's age. He was bald and clean-shaven and carried himself with a strong air of dignity.
"I don't think I've met you before, sir." Euron looked him over. "Are you from Nejiro?"
"Hai, Tai-sa." He said, using the Draconis equivalent of Colonel. He bowed deeply. "Arnaud Sugai, at your service."
"Sugai?" Euron exclaimed. "As in Lady Amalaa Sugai?"
"Hai." Arnaud admitted, bowing again. "I am a distant cousin of hers, from a... lesser branch of the family, sir. I have some DCMS training, specifically with tanks. However, I do have some basic 'Mech simulator training, though I am not specialized in any weight class."
"I see." Euron nodded. "I will have to thank Lady Sugai for allowing you to serve with us."
"It was my choice." Arnaud returned. "Not all Sugai are bound to the family as strictly as you might think. And I am not in the direct line of succession in any case. I look forward to serving under you, Colonel Greyjoy."
"And I look forward to working with you, sir." Euron replied.
As they moved on, Fuka next caught sight of a familiar face, one she hoped she'd never have to see again. "Akihiro."
The Greyjoys looked at her. "You know him?" Euron asked.
"Yes." Fuka nodded as the aforementioned man smiled at her. Fuka shrunk back at the gesture. "He's...an ex-boyfriend from high school. We...didn't part on the best of terms. I think I'll stay back."
Euron nodded as he and Victarion approached the young man. He was handsome, with short black hair and wearing a tech's coverall.
"And you are?" Victarion asked.
The man bowed. "Akihiro Tanaka, sir." He replied.
"How'd you know about this job?"
"I had heard the GSF was hiring tank drivers and even Mechwarriors." Akihiro answered. "Then I remembered how you offered a position to Hiyami-san." He indicated Fuka. "I have some experience with ConstructionMechs, so I figured I would try out for a position as a Mechwarrior."
"You might be confident now, Mister Tanaka," Euron smiled, "but you'd better be ready to give 110% if you want to become one of us."
"I welcome the challenge, Colonel." Akihiro smiled back.
Euron and Victarion found Fuka talking to Arnaud, Dalton and Dagon when they finished their conversation with Akihiro.
"Well, he seemed...smug." Victarion remarked.
Fuka sighed. "He hasn't changed at all since we were together."
"Well, we'll put him through his paces like everyone else." said Euron. "We'll see if he steps up or breaks."
"If you really want him gone, me and Dalton could maybe help him along." Dagon offered.
"That really isn't necessary." Fuka waved her hands in front of her.
"If he's as qualified as he says," Euron settled the argument. "he'll be sent to Plant 3 with Victarion and the rest. If he fails, then he's out. Either way, you won't have to come into contact with him if you don't want."
"Arigato gozaimasu, Colonel." Fuka bowed.
"OK, then." Euron clapped his hands together. "Let's get started."