Camilla Deteis

Viper: I flew with your old man. VF-51, the Oriskany. You’re a lot like he was. Only better… and worse. He was a natural heroic son of a gun that one.
Camilla: So he DID do it right.
Viper: Yeah, he did it right… Is that why you fly the way you do? Trying to prove something? Yeah your old man did it right. What I’m about to tell you is classified. It could end my career. We were in the worst dogfight I ever dreamed of. There were bogeys like fireflies all over the sky. His ship was hit, and he was wounded, but he could’ve made it back. He stayed in it, saved three ships before he bought it.
Camilla: How come I never heard that before?
Viper: Well that’s not something the Caldari State Department tells dependents when the battle occurred over the wrong line on some star map.
Camilla: So you were there?
Viper: I was there. What’s on your mind?
Camilla: My options, Sir.
Viper: Simple. First you’ve acquired enough points to show up tomorrow and graduate with your class, or you can quit. There’d be no disgrace.
Camilla: So you think I should quit?
Viper: I didn’t say that. Caldari rules of engagement are written for your safety and for that of your team. A good pilot is compelled to always evaluate what's happened, so they can apply what they've learned. . .
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