Sara sighed as the simulation came to a close. She ended the practice match with one kill- pretty good all things considered. The AI opponents had put up more of a fight then Sara had expected, but they all managed to pull through somehow, without any losses too. The fact that they made it through the match without a single loss is what impressed Sara the most. It meant that they all had at least some measure of personal skill- as Bill's leadership was somewhat lacking. Their gameplan had apparently been to wing it, and while they were resourceful enough to outdo the AI with astounding results, Sara doubted that sort of gung-ho attitude would get them very far in the competitive scene.

Opening her cockpit, Sara felt a rush of fresh air cool her off, she had the beginnings of sweat on her brow. Climbing out with practiced ease, Sara stood on the shoulder of her machine and stretched as she watched Bill climb out of his machine. Celestial Star's team leader- her team leader. Sara sighed, they had a long way to go. At least they all knew how to fight. From the Union down towards the end of the hangar, Sara watched Hamasaki cross the distance and reach the Exalted first before Sara decided if she'd join them. Sara wasn't much of a talker, and though she had issues with what just went down in the sim, she wouldn't readily voice her concerns if not prompted. 

Instead, she calmly made her way down to the ground and crossed the distance to the Exalted, contenting herself to plop herself on top of a nearby supply crate, nearby where Hamasaki and Bill were.

[color=94ffad]"I guess you could call that a victory,"[/color] said Hamasaki, who didn't seem too happy with the result of the fight either.

[color=lightcoral]"[i]Victory.[/i]"[/color] Sara echoed quietly, verbal air quotations included- though without the accompanying hand gesture.