Eli couldn't help the excitement when she finally saw the NC. Beforehand all she'd had was a file and a name: Blur. Neither did the actual thing justice, neither left her feeling like an ant standing at the foot of a titan. For the most part she couldn't wait to get behind the controls, but a tiny, anxious voice in the back of her mind squeaked out in protest. She was quick to silence it. 

When she heard they were to report to the captain, Eli wasted no time in starting off, saluting both Bill and Alex. [color=6ecff6]"Thank you for the transportation,"[/color] she said, and then went on. 

What kind of person was the captain? Alex had made it sound as though she was a tad on the harsh side, but Eli was aware enough that not everyone was accustomed to such behavior. Perhaps it wasn't the captain's character that peaked her curiosity, but rather what her role was. The only NC's Eli had seen so far were the ones she and her comrades would be piloting, were there others hidden off somewhere? Would the captain be commanding them on the battlefield, or would she be back here, safe and away from the conflict? Was she trained in the use of NC's? Eli found it hard to imagine they'd be put under the command of someone who [i]didn't[/i] know about what they were commanding, but then this was Smith's Rest's first go. 

Regardless, Eli would be quick to enter briefing room. Not only was the cold beginning to seep through her layers, but the promise of activity on day one was too tantalizing to fall behind on.