Im really sorry for the previous chapter being so shit, I abandoned it halfway and only returned to it months later. Forgetting a lot of the ideas and flow I had with it. It was more of a sign to show that Im back from the dead.

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Danil was laying down in his gurney, the medbay was beginning to turn darker and darker until floodlights came on. Some kind of day and night cycle on a ship? He had one for his officers quarters back in Valhalla but never did he hear about one on a ship wide scale. Shepard must truly be a rich man, maybe a noble as well. Before he left however he told them that they should arrive at theire next location in about two days time. So after this night he and the sergeant could explore this vessel and get to know its crew. Seeing how they are a part of it now.

But now sleep is all he needed. Wandering around on that ice cube and hiding in that wreckage for almost one night on minimal supplies and no food can make you a little exhausted. And he began feeling that exhaustion like a Chimera hitting him at full speed.

Shepard didnt realize it would be that easy to recruit these two so called time travelers. Although it did make sense that he showed them hospitality and care. Maybe they felt indebted? Possibly. But at the same time they must have seen this was a military ship and saw some familiarity in it. But now wasnt the time to think about that. He had to see what his objectives were on Omega, Cerberus gave him some dossiers on possible recruits for his mission to stop the collectors from abducting frind human colonies. Omega had three of those. The first was a vigiliante who was on Omega for a few months called Archangel. The second was a salarian called Mordin Solus, he setup a clinic in the area thats affected by the plague. So hes a doctor, a second one would be nice. And finally third was Zaaed Massani a ex mercenary whos only in it for the money, interesting choice.

So three new faces he never seen or heard anything about, as if Shepards trust wasnt spread thin as it is. The only people he trusted on this ship were Dr Chakwas and Joker, no one else. Perhaps it would be a good idea to see the difference in equipment between himself and Danil. But that was for tomorrow. he needed some rest as well. Being overloaded with so much information in such a short time is not good for the mind. It had to wait.

Danil woke up to a alarm of sorts, not a emergency one that violates your ears with its putrid sound but instead a soft ringing. This crew must be really soft if this is its wake up call. He decided to go a few steps ahead and start getting changed back into his uniform. The sergeant was beginning to wake up as well. "Oh, so it wasnt a dream then sir?" the dissapointment was obvious. "No, now get in uniform. We cant let our first impressions on this vessel be that of patients, but soldiers of the Emperor". The sergeant just mumbled in agreement. He decided to forgo his heavy coat seeing how they were inside a controlled environment, making his coat borderline useless. Despite its size it wasnt just for warming. It contained some additional protection on top of the flak armor everyone wore. A couple small plates of plasteel in order to stop fragmentation damaging the torso and back. Something every Valhallans needs when fighting orks in any situation. But here it served no purpose, yet.

The sergeant noticed that Danil ditched his coat and did the same. Preffering to wear his flak armor however. There was one problem though. They couldnt find any of their weapons. It did make sense why, but Danil didnt feel right without his laspistol or power sabre.

Shepard was done putting on his officer dress. The Cerberus insignia was the only thing he disliked about it. It didnt feel right to wear the mark of an organization he fought so many times before. Not to mention his disgust with their inhumane experiments.

But now he had to check up on his two new crew members. Maybe show them around their ship and take them to the mess hall for breakfast. Yeah that was the plan.

He ordered the medbay to be cleared out so only the two soldiers stay there as well as for all scalpels and other such items be stowed away and locked up. Cant take any chance like that yet. As he made his way down the medbay he unlocked the door through the terminal. Locking them in was another precaution. The doors slid open and he say them both standing in uniform near their gurneys. "Seems like I came just in time. How was your sleep?"

Danil straightened up "Surprisingly well, is your ship normally this silent? I might not be a techpriest but I still feel safer knowing that I can hear the Machine Spirit"

Shepard didnt get it, but it might have been some kind of saying from their time "Well I can put you next to the reactor core so you can hear it then"

"No, that wont be neccessary, I'd rather discuss us joining your crew and what is expected of us"

"Im sure your eager to find out more, but talking on a empty stomach isnt really my thing. The mess hall is just outside of the medbay"

Danil didnt feel at home with this ship, everything was way to rounded and smoothed out. Gone are the familiar angular and boxy designs of Imperial cruisers. This seemed almost alien to him. But it must have been like this in the start of mankinds early space exploration, he wondered how many worlds they conquered or how many aliens their fighting right now. When he walked out of the medical bay he felt as most of the eyes in the room began converging on him and the sergeant. They obviously stuck out. He guessed wearing a different uniform really makes you stand out. As he glanced at the mess hall he realized some things dont age at all. Sure it was cleaner and better looking than the ones on Valhalla but the purpose was the same. A cook standing behind and handing out what looked like ready made meals. Some kind of simple meal perhaps. He and Rokka queued up behind Shepard. Upon looking around again he noticed there were not a lot of crew around maybe seven or eight men. Maybe a shift change just happened.

"Im curious, Shepard how many crew members do you have on board?"

"We have 40 people on board at the moment, by the time I expect my team to br fully assembled I expect maybe around 50 people, why do you ask?"

The Lieutenant looked in disbelief "And whats the classification of this ship?"

"Its a super frigate, why is something wrong with that?"

"Oh its just that frigates in our time are a bit bigger than this" Shepard could feel a bit of a smug aura coming off him.

"It cant be that much of a difference, whats the size of your frigates then"

"The average length is about one point six kilometers in length and they hold around twenty to twenty five thousand crew"

Shepard had a hard time processing a ship of that magnitude being called a mere frigate, it dwarfed even the largest dreadnoughts in the alliance "Yeah and your dreadnoughts ram other ships just for fun"

"The dreadnoughts no, Cruisers and other such spacecraft might"

Now he has to be joking. Ramming ships is a barbaric tactic that almost always leaves both sides devastated, how in the hell humanity alive by using such tactics.

It was obvious this was a fresh humanity, still naive and immature about the universe. Although a better understanding of how things are in this moment would be helpful for a more accurate judgement. But these distractions were getting in the way. Grabbing the box from the cook they sat with Shepard at a table. "Now judging by your bodies and augmentics I can guess both of you have seen plenty of combat, am I right?"

"You go first sergeant" Danil waved to Rokka.

"Want to make yours sound way better like that huh?" He chuckled "I was in a few tours of duty when I was in my previous unit. The 187th Valahllan Ice warriors. Three were in ice worlds, four in hive spires and one tour in Armageddon, we mainly fought against orks. The last 5 cycles I was stationed on Valhalla as a trainer for the PDF"

Shepard thought the man was jokimg when je said orks "You mean those big green guys from old school fantasy?"

"Humanity had a ork problem this far back?" Rokka looked at his superior hoping he knew the history of the orks. "I have no idea sergeant. All I know is that they Pre date the Imperium, but not humanity itself, so its highly unlikely"

"Well thank the Emperor. So yes, Im very familiar with the battlefield"

Shepard glanced in surprise, for most Allaince soldiers merely participating in the Skyllian Blitz was enough to get them into a good military position. But this guy seemed to have went through hundreds of such Blitzes. He turned his head to Danil "And what about you Lieutenant?"

The officer put down his spoon. "I have been in service to the Emperor for over a century now. Half of that time I spent by my fathers side in his tank battallion. After he and the rest of that unit were annhilated, me and the remaining twenty men of 114th were forced to disband and replinish other regiments. After that I was bouncing from unit to unit, until I had the luxury of commanding my own Company." Shepard was astounded by the mans background "But if you were in a Tank Battalion then it would mean you don't have much experience in Infantry combat"

Danil glanced at the commander "Oh I dont think you were listening, I said I was jumping from unit to unit for quite a while. Ive been in every company and regiment type there is, mechanized, artillery, demolitions, infantry. If you can name it, Ive done it" Danil raised his finger to point at Shepard "So dont you dare you question my experience"

Shepard was a bit insulted himself but he understood it was his fault. "Well on that case we shouldnt have any issues with following a couple of orders from me in combat right?"

The Lieutenant replied "If its something Id do myself yes, if not there might be issues"

"Perfect, I believe next would be to reunite you with your armaments and maybe add some of our own tech"

This was great news for Danil, finally he will get his power sabre back.