oom: flight lessons for corporal shephard

The door from Milliways opens into the laundry room of a relatively quiet house - the only noise is the sound coming from the fading bar behind them before the door falls shut and it cuts off - and Carl leads the way down the hall towards the kitchen. It's not a huge house (he doesn't need one) and it's not all that decorated (he's rarely here as it is) but it's comfortable and a definite step up from what one might call a typical bachelor 'pad'.

He pauses to duck into the fridge, still holding his bottle of water from the bar, and then grabs another for the young Marine.

"We're off-base right now," he says. "But the airfield isn't very far."

He shuts the fridge, then tosses the bottle of water over.

"They've got really good training facilities," he adds. "Simulators," he adds, knowing that Adrian had a preference for staying on the ground if possible.

(And while it might not be common practice for an Army officer and a Marine to borrow an Air Force base's training equipment...well, it helps when you've got a very good clearance and very good friends. They won't have an issue.)