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[SOLDIER First]

Lionan shrugs.
"I don't know why you'd think that, but okay."

[GiglameshDespair]

Mydoki reassembled her revolver. Regualtions maintained equipment must be cleaned at least once every two days or after each combat. Mydoki exceeded that, cleaning all her equipment (at least) every day. Her cap badge gleamed, reflecting sunlight like a laser.

Ah! She hadn't checked on her mech yet! She murmured "Hello, Sargeant." as she slipped past and headed to the hangar. She stuck her head inside and looked around.

[Dwarmin]

She nodded. "Ensign."

Tonya smiled slightly at Mydocki as she dashed off, though it was sad smile.

[Projeck37]

Trevor seems to have fallen asleep at the foot of his mech.

[GiglameshDespair]

Mydoki stepped into the hangar. Some people were talking, a quiet conversation. She looked around for her mech. Ah, that was it. What a beauty. Fine, Tarralbian engineering, unlike the cheap tripe of other nations. It was every pilot's duty to make sure their mech was up to snuff, and she began carefully looking at it. The paint had come out well - to bring fear into the hearts of her enemies.

Then she noticed the mech next to hers. At it's mighty feet, A human figure was slumped. A man. Was... was he dead? No, his chest was moving. He was sleeping.

In the hangar? That was against regulations. No one would willingly break regulations, so he must have had an accident.

Mydoki moved over to Trevor and leaned over the unconcious man, concern on her face.
"H...Hello? Are you alright?"

[Projeck37]

Trevor easily wakes, maybe he was just resting his eyes? I mean, he does have his military cap bent down over his eyes, and is only leaning against the leg of the machine.
"Hm...? Oh, hey. Yeah. Just relaxing a bit before whatever we're doing today."

[smurfingtonthethird]

"Spry if you think I am, Ma'am.

Alpha may be difficult to maintain from a distance, as most of the pilots are rookies, but everything else seems to line up nicely. Most of the pilots are introducing themselves around base, but I shall send them on to the hangar if I find them, Ma'am."

[GiglameshDespair]

"Oh." she said politely while she thought. "You do know there are beds available in the barracks? It can't be comfortable down there. And it's against regulations."

[Projeck37]

"I'd hardly call it against regulations to sit at the base of your own mech... I mean, I wasn't asleep."

[Powder Miner]

Having struck out on finding a firing range, Karsten sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets as he headed towards his mech.

[Pencil_Art]

"I'd hardly call it against regulations to sit at the base of your own mech... I mean, I wasn't asleep."

Averus seemed to have materialized at the edge of the conversation

"Huh."

[Projeck37]

"Oh, hey there Averus."

[Pencil_Art]

"Hello."

[Projeck37]

"Like your mech?"

[Pencil_Art]

"S' very nice. Can't wait to try out a mech again."