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[right][hr][color=gray][b]Smith's Rest, New Anchorage | Convention Center[/b]
March 26th, 2677[/color][hr][/right]
[indent]The atmosphere in the conference hall had noticeably changed and after several back-and-forth conversations between Stein’s comrades and the audience she had come to one conclusion and one conclusion alone; this was nothing like Seattle’s press conferences. This wasn’t a line of questions given to the pilots by the corporate press. This was more akin to something she had read once as a child where the function was more of a banquet, where the main character was held up to give speeches and inspire the royal court; a sentiment that did not amuse her in the slightest. But this was not an optional affair and their commander had warned them about the dangers of the occasion in advance thus she knew to expect the worse. She understood it more clearly now that she saw some of the interviews take place and as gasps escaped the jaws of the ignorant and irrelevant.    

A light sigh exited Stein’s lips as she prepared to stand up and move to the podium once Tahlia had finished and Celina had given the motion that it was her turn to address the crowd. 

[color=0076a3][i]This is a waste of my time.[/i][/color]

As she stood up, she continued to think about the situation in general as she had little more to do outside ignore everything, which in her experience would be the action of a coward or a fool; and she of course was neither. The concept of engaging the audience and talking to them as a show of confidence reminded her of something she had said to Alan Fouren during a discussion preceding the acceptance of the new pilots a few months ago—a fact that still represented her opinion on the matter.

[color=0076a3][i]It isn’t my job to inspire people, it is my job to meet expectations.[/i][/color]

To Stein it was her responsibility to [i]fly[/i], not have [i]pointless[/i] discourse with the locals. Not that her perspective mattered when those who paid for her services told her to do something. Stein was good at following orders and felt no apprehension on committing herself to doing them.

[color=0076a3]“Stein. I pilot the Little Dragon.”[/color][/indent]