Pharazon and the 189th Grenadier Company were also busy loading a variety of equipment and hardware onto this Reclaimer Class Assault Ship. He and his pale armoured company worked comparatively quietly to some of the other troop formations loading equipment, and Pharazon had to several times redirect his trooper’s attention away from the apparent confrontation occurring elsewhere on the loading ramp. There was a wide variety of equipment that was being loaded into this rather impressively sized cargo hold, crates full of rifles, ammunition, armour, heavy weapons, explosives, the sheer quantity and variety of the supplies being loaded across the ramps greatly impressing Pharazon. The ship itself was of lesser interest to the combat stormtrooper officer, but from what he knew the capacity of the ship was but one of several of its well rounded capabilities.
Pharazon had little time for petty squabbles between other officers, but knew he could not simply ignore it and allow the situation to continue to affect his trooper’s loading efforts. Marching purposely over the Quadanium reinforced durasteel that made up much of the new ship class’ armour and plating, Pharazon approached the near quarreling officers. He recognised Joan and her disciplinarian command style, but was not familiar with this Rexus Wenck. He appeared to be a stormtrooper officer like Joan and Pharazon, but seemed decidedly different in attitude than they.
Approaching the pair, Pharazon addressed them both. “I trust everything is proceeding according to all proper orders and loading procedures” Pharazon began firmly and professionally to the two, in addition to this inspecting officer or loadmaster, if a slight bite noticeable in his tone. He did however give both a respectful nod and crisp salute, as was befitting their respective officer ranks.
“I would be displeased to learn that not even fellow stormtrooper officers were able to operate together… or were unable to… properly ensure the contents of supply crates, no matter their owners aboard a new starship such as this” Pharazon said, voice still firm, but serpentine suspicion evident in his voice even if he made no direct accusations. He eyed this Wenck with an appraising and piercing glance. He had heard some of his comments concerning Captain Lunor but he did not directly raise them, but he made sure that this Wenck knew his rather unprofessional comments to a fellow officer had not gone unnoted. He watched as Joan reviewed the documentation of this offending crate, and decided to not protest or contest her orders and confirmation that things were in order.
“If I might be permitted to observe the inspection, this... interruption... must not further disrupt the loading operations” Pharazon said pointedly, he knew his men were becoming more and more interested in this area of the great loading ramp, more so than their duty to load the diverse variety of supplies into the great maw of ship and its reinforced cargo hold. No matter whether things were in order or not, Pharazon was of more use here than he was with his own men supervising the loading as his initial orders and procedures were continuing to be performed effectively, no doubt aided by the loading capabilities and procedures of this new starship.
FN-888 | Rexus Wenck