You are on a mission. Your very first sortie, well, as a merc for Sicario, a SCMC. A mid level merc unit. Your two seater F/D-14 pulled up beside your AWACs, Galaxy. Your target? Federation cargo ships, and their escort ships and jets. The comms boot up. Your WSO/Co-pilot, Prez now spoke, "Hitman 1, Monarch and Prez, ready to roll... Hey Monarch, how about we botch the mission? I wouldn't mind staying a few more days out here, its beautiful." She gave a warm laugh, getting ready to co-pilot.