([][Chapter [2]][Navpilot Update Briefing][])

"The Zero Quantile 'occurs', approximately every two hundred and seventy

one days," Quergox relayed a blinke'd understanding during a modeled

display of quaric breathing techniques. Quergox had generated a Navpilot

update briefing 'instructional discourse' area, that had worked its way

into somewhat of a command module for oversight of Strobulaei takeoff

and landing procedures.

The Navpilot update briefing had began circulating throughout the dining

area during morning dietary intake gatherings, and often ethereally

characterized into open discussions. This morning's Navpilot briefing

update conversation focused on the crew of the Strobulas,

happily chatting and exchanging colloquial interactions, while enjoying the

wondrous fiber and texture of beautifully prepared apricot and berry

doughcakes.

"You have [<squawk>] minutes to comply, minutes three, and minutes

two," Quergox said, with a vocal emulation of a Strobulaei podcom.

"Instructionary material and hailed entry confirmed," the seated podmates

replied in unison.

"Confirmation acknowledged," Quergox wryly spoke with smiled delivery,

made adjustment to his spectocs, and proceeded on through the dining

area to attend, most probably to his non teaching, facilitative duties.

"Com file continue," Quartis warbled, looking at the other podmates for

objective response, before unfolding his pasted stack of doughcakes

with the spoone'd, and curvature'd brilliance, of enviropod utensile.

Quartis had previously been identified as 'pod left', of the speaking

Quanzi, Quantis.

"Paw left, refract," he said. "Paw right. Minutes three, minutes two...

digitary padded left retrieve, before the ergochair route vermiforms into

unexplored Quango. Quan knows there may not be a cactus shack

within deux cubits of group's phased entry."

The seated podmates stared out into the enviropod'd rounded

enclosure, with the extended visual vorpa'uling technique they were all

borne with, and nodded in quietude, that this verbal exchange might

continue a bit past the 'minutes three, minutes two' compoint.

"Check this out," Quartis continued warbling, emulating the vocal pattern

of a newborn quone. He rotated his guava juice glass,

'counter-wise-the-clock', three 'mijitai' from the enviropod tableconsole's

centric displayed chronometric readout. A minutely diffused spectrocity

of hue rendered refraction, against one of the enviropod's illuminated

creature displays, that of an Earthen fox squirrel.

Quartis was quite brilliant with paw rendered illuminatory batoniques, both

as a student, and as a quickened provider of questionable delivery, and

timing, with his unusual humor, often during crucially pivotal moments of

a podmate's storied and tensory vocalization of events.

Batoniques were a fairly new area of study, and had been added as a

component of this year's Navpilot creative objectiving areas. All

student Navpilots were currently working with resident Quangoans on

equinimical enhancements, to improve upon a diffusal of extraneous

strobular illumination for retention of Quanzical ocularity geometrics.

Batoniques were also being tested in areas of Strobulaei aquatic journeys,

mostly by a beta ancillary crew team aboard another Strobulaei construct,

the 'Strobules'.

Quartis paw pressed a wad of doughcakes into an egg shaped quarm with

his guava juice glass, and then proceeded to squirt out an apricot jellied

doughcake interior, into the open enviropod airspace, above the food and

beverage dietary area table, of the enviropod.

"Drizzled by the quarm [!]", Quartis yelped out, just as the podular

inhabitants began nascent spoutation of guava juice, doughcakes, and

variated flavors, from freshly whetted guava noses.

"Take a gander at the chronometric readout," one of the podmates,

known as Quertis stated. "It now has batonique'd radiix

enhancement...," she continued. "...must be a new groundbreaking

timekeeping technique, ey Quartis [?]". This silliforific conversation

enhancement to the enviropod grouping's current course of scientifically

wonderful conversation, had been uttered with little trepidation,

by Quertis.

Quertis was a beautifully fit and trim student, whom had accelerated her

Academy of the Crusade Navpilot studies on a schematique'd pathway,

or 'natural path autonomation', which was a Quangoan descriptive

expressor, often uttered by resident and non resident alike, preferrably

as a peacekeeping activity.

On Quango, it was almost always peaceful. With the exception of

an occasionally recorded historical event listing of 'Zero Quantile' activity.

"All right, yon ethereal wueraguana [!]," Quartis squirted forth, as more

guava juice spouted out of his drizzled quarm, onto the podcom table.

Quartis continued with a jabbering maw and extenuation of

mouthbreathing breathiness.

"Your pinecone's been shucked for the last time, Quertis."

"No cactus shacking for yon podmate...not even if ya' were the last lucky

ta' have Quan's 'guidance (a)beam', locationary relay ta' illuminate your

'return traversial pathway' [!]".

"Podwerd bound [!]". Quertis and Quartis expressed aloud with

volumnically enhanced emittance, "must be a...'locationary relay

g(a)bitron' [!]"

"'Your pinecone's be'en shucked for the last time', Quertis veered off the

current thread of humored inflection autonomously. Quertis was seated

in the fourth position at the table, known in the podmates speak as

'turnstyle.four.closest.to.the.door'.

"Ya' yep, ya' better lappen yon syrup, 'fore thee defunct particle

accelerator in 'Reho'vot, Isra'el' latches on to yon britch'es [!]". This

added with little room for interpretive speculation from the .turnstyle.three.

position podmate, Quantum. Quantum had also been stacking doughcakes

into giant doughy letters just north of his dietary basin.

Quantum was known within the respected realms of his podma'tean

grouping, as an 'apprecianado' of Earthen television, with an especiel

interest in television with noted original broadcast from a country listed

in Navpilot Reader memcoms as 'Britainnia'. Quantum enjoyed adding

inflected metering and tone to many a storied conversation, sometimes

interpreted by non podmates as 'exclusionary', and 'somewhat appropriate'.

Quantum was also known as being an individual whom would make it a

priority to equanimate with other Quangoans whom may have non

interpreted his verbations as ethically appreciated. He was also

preparing for next year's contingent plan of advanced study in broadcast

journalism, just like his mother and grandmother before him, as a third

generation journalist.

Quantum had selected journalism as a backup contingency plan for the

furtherance of Academy study, in the event that he was non selected for

final crew up, as a Navpilot selection for the soon-to-fly Strobulaei alpha

team chosen for the 'Strobulas'.

The Strobulas was the chosen vessel name of the first Strobulaei ship

construct, now in its final preparations for a most wondered launch,

outside of Quangoan airspace.

The selected Navpilots for the Strobulas were a compilation of a previously

chosen 'crew groupup', that was ranked with great honors with

the Academy. A crew selection notated in memcom recordings as having

all its test applicants successfully completing

the 'Quanzical Quantile Compliancy Test',

which was not an easy test for some Quangoans to complete,

let alone for a Quangoan to score sufficient numerics for the selection by

Academy of the Crusade facilitants, as a valid crew member of a

Strobulaei construct's alpha team.

This had not been an issue with most Academy students whom had

transferred to a Navpilot training group. It had, however, been a most

storied challege for Quantum, as it was not difficult for him to locate

dronic conversaeis from previously exhaustive sessions of verbality

with his mother.

Quantum did not remember having ever spent time with his grandmother.

Although his mother had enjoyed roiling out pictographique'd tiles and

Navpilot auditory filings to remind Quantum of, what had been perceived

by his mother, Quantaes, as a rather difficult and non forgettable

experience.

Strobulaei crew ups were, yearly selected podmates of the numeric of four,

having up to three ancillary enviropod facilitants to maintain guidance and

backup instruction, as accorded to area specific fields of study. The

chosen Strobulaei crews were allotted the selection of their three

enviropod facilitants, whom would be Navpilot communicating with the

chosen crew via remote Navpilot Reader interface from a Quangoan

enviropod facilitant construct, adjacent to the Strobulaei launchpad

area.

([][Chapter [3]][Mr. Quilliquos][])