"Aaaand done."

With a swift punch to the head, the Exia brought down another Geara Doga, which raised its arm in a gesture of defeat. Sighing, she leaned back in her cockpit, moving the Exia to offer a hand to raise the Doga back on it's feet. How long had it been since she was suddenly transported here? She had already forgotten, but Tieria's frantic tone of voice as he pushed her out of the way still remained fresh in her mind. She had gritted her teeth then, and flew Exia away from there, leaving him to fend off the advancing army. And then, darkness overwhelmed her. At first she had thought she had imagined the whole flying away from Tieria thing, and had simply passed out from the force of his push. But now....

"Oi, Exia woman, nice fighting there." Her cockpit shook as one of the Geara's thumped a hand on Exia's shoulder. "Hmm, we could stand to learn a thing or two from you."

Of course they could. Reve Niens was an ace pilot AND an Innovator. There was no way these people could even match up to her. Not unless they were extremely skilled, like that one Flag pilot who keeps on interfering with her once. Or that one middle eastern person who had some very strange and unpredictable move. As it was right now, these soldiers didn't even make her blood boil when fighting them.

Wordlessly, she followed them back towards the ship, listening idly as the soldiers chatted over the commlinks. She didn't really feel as if she could join in so she started fretting over her long golden hair.

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The hangar was as busy as always as the technicians fretted over things only they could understand. She could plainly hear one of them saying the Gearas out for training would have to wait until much later to get off the paint from the training bullets they were using.

A few technicians came over as soon as she docked Gundam Exia as best she could in this strange ship, and after a few words, the came back with their tools as she stayed in the cockpits for the diagnostics.