Mech pilot (Closed for The_Weeping_Angel )

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Yeah, watch over my ass as I walk, she thought.

Grabbing food, she added a few things to her plate and tray some of it she avoided since it didn’t look edible. Grabbing coffee at the end she expected motor oil flavor. But once they sat down and she sipped it she was kinda surprised. “They make decent coffee at least.”

“Any of them dangerous?” she asked gesturing with her fork at the room.​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon sets down the food and coffee at the table. Jon then heads back to get come cream and sugar packets. Jon sits adding the new items to his coffee as he says "Are any of us dangerous? Sure we are trained to kill after all. Are we dangerous to each other? Most the time no as we are brother and sister in arms... Every now and then there is a bad egg but that is where you got chain of command to look after you and the other NCO's like I trust you to keep the mech going to keep me alive. You see we both hold each-others lives in each others hands." Jon pulls open his bun and to add some of the food on his bun before closing it.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“So no more dangerous than any other grunt with a weapon,” She said. “I’d rather not shoot anyone here, and that would only be as a the last resort.”

Eating slowly she made sure she didn’t eat fast enough to puke. Taking the occasional bite from her bread as she did. She hadn’t bother looking for a dessert of any kind. They didn’t have them in boot or on the trip here so whatever.

“You knocking boots with anyone? In case I need to keep my door closed and earplugs in once in a while.”​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon smiles as she eats "Remember you did basic training, you know how to kill also... Sure the grunts have more advanced combat training then again are job is to clear rooms and take ground. your job is to keep the mech going so I can cover them and scout for any danger....They have there jobs to keep us safe as we have are jobs to keep them safe..." Jon was about to drink some coffee when se asked him about knocking boots... Jon chuckles and says "No I fallow the old rule. Don't stick it unless your going to put a ring on it, and I did not get a wife given to me in boot-camp so no I am not looking to hook up with anyone... It has been so long last time I had sex so the desire just isn't there. sure I do admire the female body, but you know. Look but don't touch..."

Jon hopes she will trust him that he is not just trying to get into her pants.. (Well that is not his plans yet anyways)

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Good, cause I hate wearing earplugs and I don’t have any music to play really loud.” She told him.

“All my shit got blown apart in the slaughter. Including my clothes. I got these in boot.” she said between bites of something resembling meat.

Swallowing the last of it with coffee she finished off her bread and waited for him to finish as well.
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[JonathanBair]

Jon smiles and asks "is there anything I can do to help you? Clothing, Lotions or anything like that??? Jon finished his meal and coffee. Then Jon says "Lets get some dessert, we will take it and save it in are mess for later. It is a suggestion and order."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Clothes, Lotion, Shampoo, Hair Conditioner. Fat Free desserts,” Laurel replied smiling. Picking up her dirty dishes she took them to the dishwasher and stacked everything with what was already there.

“And Socks. I only have two pair. The ones I’m wearing and a spare.”

“I don’t need any makeup or perfumes or nail polish for the next six years. But I do need an emory board. Or some 220 grit sandpaper.”​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon quickly finished the last of his food off and said "Ok lets take care of the trash then we can go look at the mech. I will then get you the book while you make a list of size's for clothing, list of your hair stuff if there is a brand you like or smell you go for, along with the desserts... I know we can get you more basic military clothing for t-shirts, shorts, socks, underwear, nail file and clippers, that kinda stuff.. Oh do you have a Bikini in that bag of your or did you need that too? You mentioned you wanted to tan in one. I think the base supply store has female goods but that is something you can talk to the female doc about. I know it may seam odd just making a list for a guy you just met, but if it helps try and think of me as your dad *chuckles* hell odds are I am old enough to be him to you *says with a smile*"

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Or I could just get the stuff I need myself,” Laurel said. Thinking how weird it would be to have someone she just met picking out bikini’s and stuff for her.

“I can go shopping while you shower and get the books,” She added. “And was that a hint you want me to call you pops or daddy?”

“Where are the garbage bags and where do we take the trash?”
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[JonathanBair]

Yes you could do all that stuff your self, taking time away from you going over he books and pulling you away from taking car of the mech I use to keep me alive. I am also your commander, so let me look after you and get your needs..... Jon grins at her question about to call him pops or daddy. Jon says "I am not asking you to call me that, but I am asking you let me in to take care of you. I do not care if you think of me as a dad or just your commander, but you need to trust me what ever way you need to think of me. If with the age gap helps for you to think of me as a father kind of view.. Then lean on that. Jon says "fallow me, we are going to the door *pointing to the table by the door* is where we can put are trays and trash cans is under that... This is a military base after all to get us out of the mess hall and back to are jobs... I know form being in your place years ago what it is like to lose a unit. It is going to be hard to trust me, but you gotta. Just let me know what you need me to do to help get you up to speed, I am willing to work with you so do not be shy about asking me to get my hands dirty with you. In time we will get close, and are jobs demand that as my job is to look after you and your job is to look after my mech to keep me alive. Keep in mind I am putting just as much if not more trust in you as my life is on the line when I go out in the mech. I understand you do not want to let anyone in, but my life depends on me trusting you and I need to know you can trust me." As Jon takes a few steps Jon takes to the trash cans and tray table Jon says "Please remember I was in your shoes once. I am one of the few folks on the base that has been in the same headspace you are in. Do not be shy to open up and let me help you get in a good spot. What I am asking my be the exact thing your mind says to let you to do, but we need to let each other in. You do not need to be my best friend *Jon snickers* hell you may not like me as a person, but you need to get your head in I got your back and will do what I can for you."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Sir, I don’t have anything against you. But we won’t be friends. In the mech bay you’re the officer in charge. But I’m not going to sit down and write out everything I like so you can try and find something for me, when it will be easier. Faster. And more logical for me to just go get it myself.”

“And since you’ve been in my shoes you understand when to stop pushing. As you’ve made it clear you are my Commanding Officer. Not my buddy.”

"Maybe one day I’ll talk to you, and I’ll relax. But it won’t be today. So, if you can please just point out the base store, I’ll go get what I need.”​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon nods and says "Ok go to the store and points out the store, then you will see all the books you need. I do not want you working on the mech till you review all the books... I will also have a list of what is on the mech so you can see how I use it.... I will trust you to do what what you need to so I want you to study first before you touch my mech..."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“I’m hoping you’ve made notions in the books of any personal modifications you’ve made.” She said as she headed off to the base ‘store’.

Walking the aisles she didn’t waste time browsing. She needed certain things and she was looking for those things, and familiarizing herself with the set up as well.

An hour later she was back at the mech building. After dropping her stuff off on her bunk she dropped off a few snacks in the kitchen, then set about putting away clothes and making the bed.

Then she started reading the books. Most of it was stuff she new already but the compression specs, the emitter specs, and all that was specific to each model and the equipment on it.

And from the number of energy weapons he had it needed a ton of cooling power. Writing in a tablet she jotted down information for quick reference until she had it memorized.​

 

[JonathanBair]

While she went off to do her shopping. Jon pulled a stack of manuals. Small lasers, Heavy lasers, Laser Cannon, Combat batteries, 2 Modular Cooling systems. A key and personalized Black Bird mech manual that print out not the basic factory one. In this printout it had layouts of basic pages but has white out with hand written info rather then the mass printed text.. The small stack of 7 books that was left on the little wall mounted table that came with every room. The basic wall mounted desk that secured to some kind of support like a wall holding a seat with a arm the fold up into a locking spot as a usable table. That swings from the wall side of the seat... After about half a hour Jon nocked on her bedroom door, in his pilot uniform with a helmet in his other hand at his hip... The hand he knocked with, that shoulder hand a rifle sling-ed over his shoulder...

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

With the heat rising Laurel had removed her duty shirt so she was wearing a grey ‘wife-beater’ shirt under it. And since her bra added more layers and more heat, she’d removed that as well, so when she opened the door and looked up at him it was obvious she wasn’t wearing one.

“Heading out?” she asked looking at the rifle. “For me? Or is that going with you?”

The duty shirt and pants had hinted at her curves, but the shirt she was wearing now just made them even more obvious.​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon smiles dropping the shoulder letting the sling slide down to his elbow. Jon says "Yes I am heading out, I signed this out for you with a live magazine. I got a duty belt on my bed with extra mags and a small box of ammo for you, and two canteens on it.. While I am out you can get the gear and secure it in your room. I should be gone for about 2 hours with my basic loop while stopping at some points of interest"... Jon kept his eyes locked on her face not even noticing her clothing. Jon asks "Got anything you need from me before I go? If not I am sure you will hear me getting back to my room when I return."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“I’ll feel the mech walking before I hear you in the hallway,” She told him as she took the rifle. “Don’t squish any bunny rabbits on your patrol.”

“And yes, I’ll move the ammo, sir.” She added stepping back to hang the rifle on the wall behind the door.

Her sidearm was slung low on her leg for easier and faster draw, not high on her belt like a cop. But it also made her legs look longer.

“I think I have everything, and I got some snacks from the commissary while I was there. Have one on the patrol.”​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon smiles and nods. "Thank you, I will eat it now, tho I do not like to eat in my mech other then official pilot rations that made to be crumbles and a mush. *roles eyes* Mush but safe much"

Jon hopes she can see he is glad for the snack and this sign of friendship as it is what ever it is, while he keeps set settings for safe. Willing to give up the comfort of a good snack for a safe snack while on the go. The putting the mech before his needs..... The good of the military before the good of the person....

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Watching as he left she looked him over in the pilots gear, he was tall, decently muscular and broad of shoulder, and kinda had a nice ass. To bad he was so old.

Leaving the door open she listened for the mech to start walking and stripped down, putting on her new white string bikini. Grabbing, her pistol, and a towel she headed outside to find a spot safe from prying eyes, but with sunlight to tan.

Once happy with a spot she took off her bikini and lay on the towel. She’d get as much of an all over tan as she could, even though her dark curls would prevent it down low.

Putting lotion on she enjoyed the sunlight, even though it was hot as shit, the lotion she’d gotten was also a bug repellant.

When she could feel the Mech approaching again, she grabbed her stuff and ran inside and jumped into the shower to clean off the lotion and sweat, before slipping the bikini on, and wrapping her hair in the towel.​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon pulled the mech into the over sized hanger/garage and hit the command code to close the over sized door. Jon then skillfully backed his mech into it's bay where platforms can be pulled up to service the upper parts of the mech. Jon then shuts down the mech in the slow shut down settings to let the hydryolic fluid to cool down before shutting down. About 20 minutes later after doing the checklist Jon climbs out the mech. Only thing differing now from when he was at her door was a notepad attached his left thigh, with a pen secured to that...Jon is walking with his helmet at his right hip as he head to his room. Before he gets to his door he knocks and says "I will be in my room for half a hour. Knock if you need me see you in the morning at 8am Galatic time otherwise"

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Listening to him talk she wondered what he’d do if she opened the door? Shaking her head against the crude thought she finished drying her hair before she went back to reading.

**

The next morning she was up before the sun and with shorts and t-shirt on she was running laps inside the perimeter.

After that was a trip to the gym and her cardio work out and weights.​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon did not try to touch the door other the the knock... He paused in the hall for a few seconds not hearing nor expecting to hear anything before he went to his room. Jon closed the door partly but with a gap someone could stick there head in if they wanted to, but closed enough to hinder the view into the room. Jon heads to the closet putting his helmet on the shelf for it and plugs it in to the cord that is connected to his laptop that is set up on the little desk that is the same as the one in her room. Jon then slips out of his mech pilot suit changing into a pair of lose fitting military PT shorts and a V neck tank t-shirt... Jon has his mech jump suit hanging up in the back of his door while the note book that was attached to his leg is now next to the laptop. Jon starts to type up the notes. If someone in the hall is listening for it the soft clacks from each letter that is pressed. Nothing to loud to bug folks outside the room, but loud enough to be heard in the stillness of the hall...

**

7:30 Galactic time or 0 hour on Earth, Jon walked into the same shorts and t-shirt he had on but a new pair from after his mech trip.. Jon was shocked to see his new staff walk into the gym. Jon was on his back doing leg presses lifting 400 pounds with his legs. Jon smiled and looked over saying "Good morning" while still working... The two of them only one in the gym for now tho Jon knows in about half a hour the gym will be filling up.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Good Morning, Commander,” Laurel repliedd as she put weights on the bar. She started with twenty so she could get used to the weight in this gravity. She stared at the ceiling thinking about different technical specifications.

Once she was done with twenty she added another ten and kept going. She didn’t need to try and bulk up like a Marine, but she did need to be able to lift some of the heavier pieces into place and bolt them down.

Sitting up she rested for a minute, checking her pulse and respiration as she watched the Commander.​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon was doing reps of 100, at that weight then pause for a few minutes before doing a few more sets.. Even with the weight someone can see that he was more going for endurance training then bulk training... Keeping his muscles for long heavy loads while on the move, like if he had to carry someone at a distance... Jon dose show signs of the work out taxing his body, but he also looks relaxed as if he was walking with a heavy backpack on a long walk... Sure Jon's body is not ripped all bulk like a body builder, but clearly in shape for his 41 years old.

Jon found the planet gravity to be about same as Earth but slightly lighter. Not really noticeable tho. Same size of planet so for planetary operations had the same brake down on Earth...

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Sorry, I was up early, so I went for my morning run before I came here.” Laurel said as she spotted him lifting weights. “Do you usually sleep in that late?”

Her shorts weren’t second-skin tight but they were of spandex so they clung to her curves rather nicely and the t-shirt was a little tight so her dark nipples showed against the material.​