As the students entered the classroom, they found it was once again in the pilot ready room configuration. Minicomps, these resembling
a portable reader, awaited each student on the small desks attached to each of the chairs. These were loaded with tactical information on each of the battles they had covered, and then some. In fact, it might have resembled something of a tactical encyclopedia. Honor stood at the front of the room reviewing one.
As the bell rang, she lowered the device and regarded the class. "Good afternoon, all, and welcome to your final." She gave a slight smile. "This is an open-book essay exam. The minicomps on your desks will provide you with all the information you need.
"Today, you'll be choosing one of the battles from the main menu -- one of the few that we studied -- and writing your own analysis of the tactics used. Once you've done that, I'd like you to rework the problem and provide your own plans. The minicomps will record both handwriting and drawing, so feel free to draw maps where appropriate.
"Afterwards," Honor continued, "please place the minicomps on the small table beside the door on your way out. Your grades will be posted outside my office door by the end of the week."
She leaned against the podium. "This has been an interesting class, and I hope you've learned a thing or two that will stay with you. I wish each one of you luck in whatever you do." Her smile slipped a bit lopsided, emphasized by the somewhat stiff nature of one side of her face. "And I'm sure that each of you will find a way to success.
"Now...good luck on the exam."
Returning her attention to her minicomp, Honor settled into a seat at the front of the room, and pulled up the latest newsfaxes from home.
[Short OCD coming up.]