March 6th, 2011

[info]capt_callgirl in [info]bsg_avalon

Passing The Torch

WHO: Callie Morgan, Tra Mitchel
WHERE: Squadron CO Office, Avalon
WHEN: Evening Y02/12/07, Y2001 Flashback

It was over. The term as a Squadron Commander on Avalon was at an end after tending her transfer request to a ground assignment on Aerilon for personal reasons. She had not divulged those reasons but it was necessary to move on from Avalon, a place that held much good memories to follow a different path. There was only one last task left, the clearing out of her desk in her office. She was finding it more difficult than expected, packing her belongings into boxes, her memories into boxes.

Tra had left the Admiral’s office almost an hour ago, but he still hadn’t ended up anywhere. Getting the promotion to captain and the CO slot in the squadron was a shock, considering his record, but it wasn’t the most surprising part. That would have to be Callgirl’s transfer request. He hadn’t expected that. She always seemed to love being the CO, not that he made it easy on her. Looking up Tra found that he had made his way to the CO’s office.

Old School, New School )

[info]achillies in [info]bsg_avalon

A new hotshot?

WHO: Tra Mitchel, Mila Wallace and NPC pilot
WHERE: Squadron CO Office, Avalon
WHEN: Noon Y02/12/08,



Capt. Tra "Achillies" Mitchel
CO Death Angels

Tra stared at the plate that had been secured to the hatch that once lead to Callgirl's office. Things moved quickly aboard a battlestar. Soon people would forget the last CO and it would be like he had always been in command. After he left they would forget him too. It wasn't that people didn't care, it was just that when your job could lead to your or your friend's death it didn't pay to get attached to anyone or anything for very long.