Miles was challenged by the battle weary looking young man with the Russian name. He gave a short speech about how the group need to act like military unit and seemed to get the support of a few of the younger pilots in the group. Miles tuned most of it out, his already short attention span was being tested by his unwillingness to listen to authority. 

[color=39b54a][i]If you all want to hug and kiss on the battlefield while the cruxi flank us, then thats your issue. Whether or not you stay out of each others way is irrelevant to me but you WILL stay out of my way. [/i][/color]

Miles' cold eyes fixed on [b]Stukov[/b] for a moment. He knew this young man was an excellent pilot and his Framewerk was very impressive, Miles blood boiled with the excitement of competetion as he clenched his fist, but remained very still and collected. He took note of the pilots discussing formations and pair ups for the upcoming fight. Miles acknowledged [b]Ryan Goodwell[/b] as he spoke up and wondered what the Macarbe Framewerk would be like in battle. He once again cleared his throat to speak.


[color=39b54a][i]I'm not apposed to the idea of pairs for the initiation though. More experience under any circumstance is for the best. The Caliburn pilot would be a good match for me and the Komodo I think.[/i][/color]

Miles looked at Lora and nodded very subtly as a sign of respect.