What goes up... (D5 LA Simulators)

[Felicity]

"As long as he doesn't get a hangover, that's good." Felicity states in an approving tone. She splashes some of the water onto her face and neck outside the pod. It is brushed around with the other side of the towel. "Phew. So, did you come here to practice?" She asks with a glance his way.

[Dorgan Bruun]

Bruun shakes off the cinematic view of Fee refreshing herself and responds appropriately.

"Yeah, the... Firefly and I haven't really bonded yet. Shot the leg off a Sentinel and got a couple of assisting shots today, but nothing to, uh... Nothing to feel proud of." He scratches his beard. "Actually, I'll be proud that everybody came home, and that we took down a bunch of the Dragon's mechs. I ain't here to showboat, especially not in this first sergeant job." His hand moves like he's trying to rip the rank pin off his collar, even though he has no collar on right now.

[Felicity]

Felicity had settled for attaching her rank pins to her hoodie. It was rather unorthodox. Right now she didn't have it to hand.

"I'll need to come to understand another mech. I've not thought about it yet. Probably review the specs after dinner and decide then." Felicity comments thoughtfully. "The main thing is we all survived, yea? Your lance did really well. Well done. Ours was a little more outnumbered and they had aerospace support, so that made it harder. Still, trying to be objective..." She smiled weakly, as certainly it wasn't easy. "We caused more damage to them than they caused to us. Two destroyed mechs, a crippled mech and a destroyed aerospace fighter to two destroyed mechs. I know one of their pilots survived, but I don't think the other did or the one at the starport. Or those facing you. They have to be severely weakened." She puffs up her chest as her smile grows slightly. "It was the right decision to attack them at the starport."

[Dorgan Bruun]

Bruun nods in agreement.

"Today we took some losses, but you're right. The strategy was excellent." He smiles at the small woman's pride. "Drawing them out the way we did was risky, and it could have been a much worse day... But you and Snorri are still here to fight tomorrow, to get revenge for Kiara and Huss, and if the company keeps fighting well overall, I reckon I like our odds." Bruun smiles at Felicity, then steps over to a wall to tap on a piece of wood paneling.

"Knock on wood for good luck," he says, explaining the superstition.

[Felicity]

"Agreed. Overall we took out, what, eight units of theirs, crippled another and damaged the rest?" Felicity sounded happier when it was put like that. "There will definitely be revenge tomorrow. They even attacked the town. %$@*&*! psychos."

She studied him as he did his superstitious thing. "I don't like superstitions, but if it works for you then that's something. Personally, I say it's better to make your own luck, si?" She smiled a little. "Want to have a go in the sims? I could try your old mech while you practice more with the Firefly."

[Dorgan Bruun]

Bruun smiles at her improved mood, and shakes his head when the fanatical Dragons are mentioned.

Bruun initially smiles when she suggests the sims, then looks a little spooked at the mention of Blondie.

"Er, right, we should do that. Um, Blondie will do a good job protecting you," he says with a serious nod, but his face looking a little sad. "And I do need some more practice with the Firefly." Bruun sighs, then gives a bit of a sad smile.

[Felicity]

"Eehm, I can use another mech if it's a problem." Felicity picked up the sadness, but she didn't the reason. However, she tried to avoid making any waves.

[Dorgan Bruun]

"No, no," Bruun decides quickly. "Blondie's a good girl," he chuckles, "She shouldn't have me holding her back." He does manage to put together a better smile. "I reckon she'll do a good job keeping you safe, which is the most important thing."

[Felicity]

"As long as she doesn't have any runway lights along her back." Felicity quipped without any hint of humour or mirth. "So... Sims?" Felicity indicated the pod with her thumb. "I need distractions right now."

[Dorgan Bruun]

"Yes, let's," Bruun finally registers the urgency. He steps to a second pod and fires it up as quickly as possible. Rather than chatting, or even looking at Fee's distracting form, he concentrates on getting the pod ready faster.

"Alright, here we go," he says, looking at her with great resolve to not be distracted himself. "I'll keep you distracted," he says with more confidence than he's really feeling. "Us against three hostiles, to keep it interesting." He forces a smile.