Watching Warriors Work (DT-1, Afternoon, Simulator Room)

[Felicity]

"Nice to offer Theodore, but no thank you." She gave her water bottle a little shake. "This is plenty for me." Maybe she was a light weight?

Her attention returned to the ongoing fight, but she stole glances at Andrea. The Kestrel woman had got her thinking a lot. Another long named noblewoman. They're really all like that. Luckily, nothing much seemed to be happening in the skirmish so far. She wondered about Marik and his planetary customs, or religious, or whatever they were. Space was huge. There were too many cultures and traditions to keep track of. She had thought he literally knelt down before the simulation pod, like some sort of knight, before their own simulation based on what Freja had said. She'd not witnessed it. However, she could understand it being something religious instead. Not that it really made much sense to her that way either. The Inner Sphere might have bombed itself out of a lot of advanced tech, but even she knew that machines were machines. Maybe it wasn't meant literally? She reasoned she didn't need to know. Whatever worked for him was fine. His business.

Once more she glanced to Andrea. Probably wants to be part of some famous expedition so she can leverage it into something big back home. Yea, all the same.

[Andrea DeTroyes]

Andrea waves off the beer, "Thank you for the offer but I must decline." She motions to the screen, "At least until the sims are done."

The Davion noticed the glances and raised a brow, "Are you concerned I am suicidal in an actual mech cockpit, Miss Felicity?" She smirked, "They had my reactor exposed, I was likely dead next shot regardless...so with it being a sim I figure it was better to try and finish the Jenner and trust my squad to finish the Grand Dragon." Andrea sighed and rubbed her head, "Well the former was not in the cards but at least the later was."

"Outside of the Sim I would have kept running and hoped my shots landed...seems I need more time practicing gunnery."

[Freja Fogel]

She cocks her head to the side and crosses her arms, "You said you were Rasalhague no? Surely there is some odd habit common for your homeland's mechwarriors."

"Is there?"

Oh no. Did *everyone* know what the odd habit was? Was Freja supposed to know? Did this threathen to expose her as a fraud? Wait, what's that on the screen? A distraction! And then the talk simply moved on too! saved!

"Hmm... sometimes you just got to chance it," she said to the talk of suicidal maneuvres. She had no idea where that was coming from.

[Marik Wa Mo Ishtal]

Oh - well if no one else wanted them,

"One for me and if she'd like, Miss Fogel. Thank you kindly, friend."

Within the team's conversation, he thought about how little he knew of space.

"Forgive me, I have not heard of this 'Rasalhague' - what is it they should be doing?"

Looking back to the action, the hammering the shadow hawk seemed to take seemed to knock it out for a spell, leaving to vulnerable to enemy fire.

"Looks like it'll be the team verse the dragon again..."

[Felicity]

A little, but not just that. She thought in regards to Andrea's apparent suicidal tendencies. It was good to hear that she would have kept moving in a real fight, but then surely that made the simulated fight pointless? Felicity could feel her tail moving in agitation. She willed it to stillness.

She nods once about the gunnery practice. "We all could use more. It's easy to get rusty on long trips like this. Probably one of the reasons he had us doing team simulations." It didn't really need to be said that another was because they were completely not used to operating as a team. They'd had little collaboration together.

"I'm glad you're not actually dead, but even gladder you would have kept moving." Glory isn't what you go seeking as a mercenary. Felicity kept that comment to herself.

[Andrea DeTroyes]

"Well Rasalhauge is a new state...but I thought they had been agitating for independence from the Dracs...err House Kurita...for generations. I mean they seem to have to discarded all the Japanese aspects of their society now that Luthien can't enforce it on them." Andrea shrugs, "Sorry but I never studied the region all that much. Most of my knowledge of Draconis territory, former and current, is the Benjamin Military District. That is to say the part bordering my homeland."

"I am not sure moving would have helped. I would have been better moving at distance and turning my left side to them, but it would have kept my SRMs from firing back." She raised a brow at the tail twitch and rubbed her head. That was a bizarre piece of tech.

[Theodore Beker]

Oh - well if no one else wanted them,

"One for me and if she'd like, Miss Fogel. Thank you kindly, friend."

He handed the beer over. "You're welcome to it. Should still be nice and cold," he gave the mechwarrior a little wink. That said with most of the mechwarriors less than pleasantly discussing their performance he chose to take a step to the side and focus on watching the match and his beer.

[Freja Fogel]

Freja nodded as Andrea explained about Rasalhague. It was weird, of course, that it was Andrea doing the explaining, and not Freja; but it was for the best.

"...what she said," she nodded again, "I guess."

[Felicity]

"Hey, are you all watching this? Both of them are immobile. Damn easy mode!" Felicity points to the screen. "Four versus two sitting ducks. That's game over, si? Si?"

[Marik Wa Mo Ishtal]

"It should be, but if you leave a man only his mouth he'll bite your face off - or so they say."

He drank some of the beer, giving it a whirl around in his mouth before approvingly downing another swig.

"Speaking of mouths, this is good stuff!" He gives a gesture he was given early on in his time here, one supposedly of good times or good- a thumbs up.