The conversation in the crew quarters between the three men was short lived. Yinchorr had never been a place for any sort of operations other than for training in one of the harshest enviroments in the galaxy. It was famously known as the location for training the Red Guards of the Emperor. Jeru never trained to be one of the red guards but instead was deployed to Yinchorr for a training exercise. He hoped it would make some good convo but the other two weren't buying it. They went off on their own and left Jeru to himself in the crew quarters. Jeru walked over to his bunk and began to lay out all of his gear on his bunk to check it over once again making sure he had everything and that everything was in proper condition. He carefully placed his equipment and the rest of his belongings in his wall locker and locked it up. He wasn't afraid of getting it taken, actually it was the exact oposite but he'd rather not give anybody easy access to how he had modified his armor and weapons. If they'd ask, he'd tell them or help them out in anyway they needed to be help out but he didn't like others touching his property. He gave his area a once over, checking to see if he had left anything out and it looked good. Jeru exited the crew quarters and went down to the mess hall. He was getting a little hungry and wanted to see what they had to eat here.

To: Captain Grim
From: Lt. Antares

I am working the turbolasers and with your permission I would like to rewire the batteries so we can have the reserve batteries charged and they can be switched out with the primaries at a moments notice for instantly charged weapons, always good to be prepared.

Lt. Antares