I got my orders and had to stare at the page for a second – I had been reassigned to Technical. I almost went down to Administration and tried to fight for something else. Then I thought about it and decided to live with it. I had long aimed for being the complete starship operator and the only thing really standing in my way was learning gravitic technology. I decided to take another term in Technical so I might get the opportunity to learn it. I sighed deeply, knowing that it might be a very boring term. I mean all Technical does is fix things when they break but then again that was a wide array of things in the scout service that break. Time enough for me to have something exciting to do, now was the time for me to learn.
I got my wish in the first year of my term. I was assigned to base duty and when the assignments came out for was I was to be assigned to fixing it was originally electronics. I used some influence and traded places with someone on the gravitics team. The senior tech took me under wing and taught me and by the time I was done I earned my gravitic technology certificate and I was a complete starship operator. It was a real moment for me knowing if there was a job in starship operations on a ship, I could take it with confidence. The price was to stay on Aurora and fix the gravitic modules on starships for the whole year but I got promoted to Scout Commander (RS-15).
My second year was also boring but I at least got on a starship from time to time. I was the leader of a mobile technology team. If a scout ship needed maintenance in some weird or unusual place or a ship would break down away from a starport then we went and fixed it. The main things was nothing really happened but I did spend some time with a woman who was on my team who in addition to being a fine engineer was also a pretty good knife fighter. I was feeling myself mustering out in a couple of years so I asked her to train me in the basics and she obliged. I got decent at it but I could never be as good as she was.
My third year I found myself drafted into an intelligence mission. My previous experience in such things made me the technical person on this job. For me this involved hacking into computers and bypassing security systems on a world controlled by the Empire. The main objective was to get as much information in a six month period as we could. My cover was being a medical exchange student at one of their smaller colleges. I managed to get some pretty good medical knowledge and when I tested back on Aurora they gave me my medical technician certification. Now I wasn’t just a complete starship operator but I now could also get a job as a ship’s medic.
The mission ended abruptly however as we were discovered and we had to fight our way to our ship through Empire security forces. I was shot in the leg. It was just a flesh wound through the middle of my thigh but I lost a lot of blood before I could get to medical care. The doctors were amazed at how fast I healed after the bullet was removed. They were even more amazed when I walked out a few days later. I would like to say that I could show you the scar but it disappeared after about a month.
My last year in the Republic Scouts was routine and I was happy with that because it afforded me the opportunity to go back to Aurora University and earn a second degree. This time I studied history. Now historical studies are not really about studying events and places but more about how to do research on people, places and events. I spent ton of time learning how to research history and not necessarily learning it. History is a large subject so this degree was mostly about learning how to find the information you were looking for. I was given a second degree in Historical Research. My sixth term ended and I decided that it was time for me and the scout service to part company.
Administration seemed surprised that I wanted to muster out but I had to say it was time for me to leave. Thanks to the influence of the Anagathics Research Project I had not lost any benefits despite declaring I was on anagathics even though I was not. My cover story had not been breached and I also had lost nothing. Not that I really had much to lose.
I had kept a bank account up since I landed in Aurora back all those years ago when I had been nineteen. I had also put 50,000 credits that my father had left behind into that account and over the years along with me saving 1000 credits from time to time plus interest added up and I had a 150,000 credits. A fair sum that would allow me to rent a one bedroom apartment for 1500 months. I had other goals though as I wanted to own my own starship. That would take millions of credits and I was a long way from that.
One of the first things the Scout Service did for me as I mustered out is walk me out and give me the security codes to a Scout ship they had sitting idle in the shipyard. It was Scout-305 and it had been sitting on-line for about a year. I was placed on permanent Detached Duty and Scout 305 became mine to use as I saw fit. It still belong to the Scout Service so they would maintain it and fuel it at a Scout Base but I could do with it according to my wishes. Unless they recalled me to duty and that usually mean something dangerous. Detached Duty meant freedom with a string attached that could be pulled from time to time, but I would take it until I could acquire my own ship.
My time in the Scouts had been productive and I had learned a lot. I had also begun to see possibilities in every situation. My mind was even more open than ever to potential ways I could go for the rest of my life. But that life was going to be long one should I not get killed by some unnatural means. This meant that I had to look with the long view in mind and my brain began to think of plans.
I still had my father’s auto pistol and I had acquired a blade ( long knife like weapon with a double edge like a short sword) and and my time working in intelligence had earned me a dagger and a body pistol which is an undetectable pistol by many security scanners. The Scout bureaucrats signed off on the equipment and I pocketed my last pay in cash. I was excited as I walked out the door to my ship because I was on my own and could give myself the assignments and orders now. What was next was unknown and that was an exciting prospect.