The Admiral stood behind the ready room’s podium and lectured the four pilots on the exercises and functions she wanted to cover for the week. The screen behind her had a number of diagrams and statistics.
Miko was absolutely rapt with attention, though it may as well have been completely blank to Eva. And what the Admiral was saying may as well have been gibberish to her. They had only been in there for an hour, and she was already braindead from the lessons. Just like all the other times she was in a classroom, she found herself unable to pay attention and learn.
But she had stopped lamenting the fact and instead let her mind wander a bit. She thought a bit about Jackson Stone, the game designer for Bellum Aeterna. Or, more specifically, she thought about the threats that he had progr
