Sam "Pygmy" Willis looked on the screen of his micro computer to find a message pop up on screen. It looked to be one of the new one's sending him this, seeing as he didn't recognize the call sign.
"Jimmy Blaine, Ringneck. He sounds like he's got spunk, I like it."
"An Eagle? We've got plenty of those. So many in-fact, I'm getting sick of 'em.."
With that, Sam typed in a command, and Ringneck was set into the record banks, including his approval for obtaining an Eagle fighter. Sam wasn't too fond of Eagles. Sure, they were fairly agile for it's ship class, but nowhere near as much as his trusty Crow fighter.
But who could complain?
Sam then returned to toying around with the various functions that were contained within the small, hand-held personal computer..
