“Wisconsin,” Ribsy sat back, holding herself upright by grasping her knee and pulling it up so that her leg dangled over the edge of the bed. “It's a small town, even folks who live forty miles away don't know its there, so don't think you'd know.” She grinned at the small blonde woman. A lieutenant. Named Olivia. Didn't that just beat all? Shakespeare and kaiju. She bit her tongue and held back on naming her superior “Bill” merely because the woman seemed slightly less hostile than she had before. 

“Anyway, I'll be glad to get into a cockpit, real or otherwise. I never thought I'd be this close to having a direct hand in doing something, like I said. I figured I'd be doing nothing more than fixing the joints, putting oil on them, if I was lucky.” She laughed. “Hell, figured I'd be lucky to be janitorial work on the substation, you know?” 

Tilting her head to one side, she took the time to consider Olivia Murphy. She was a petite thing, though every line in her was geared toward strength. Rather, she was small up against Ribsy, but most all women were. It wasn't that Ribsy was huge, just tall. Shankari probably had more weight on her than Ribsy but it didn't mean that Shankari wouldn't swim in one of Ribsy's shirts. If they had a certain tech spec they required for cockpits than she had no doubt both she and Olivia were on opposite sides, pushing the boundaries of the spectrum. 

“So,” she smiled in as friendly as way as she knew, “Two days then this whole battery of tests will be over. Marshall said we're due to have pilots chosen and my guess is that us newbies will have to wait for the next appointment. That's okay though. Good to get someone, anyone out there to kick some ass.” Not to seem rude or anything, but small town gab was only going to go so far and Ribsy stood to start getting her things for night time readiness. She wasn't military like a lot of the old guard seemed, Clemens and Murphy being more obvious than others like Badger, but she had a brain in her head and she wanted to be ready in case a night call came. It was all, hurry up and prepare than sit on your ass and wait, she'd expect. 

“I used to flyfish with my dad back when I was a kid,” she said when she put her things into a tote then began pulling clothes for the day after, simple and set on the end of her bed. “Real fun. Ever do it?”