[center][h2][color=mediumpurple]Rhylaen[/color][/h2][/center]

The harshness of some of Lorenzo's assessments made Rhylaen wince internally, but he had good points.  She was surprised to recieve light praise for her actions in the fight.  She should have been watching the skies, should reacted to Atty and Serah much faster.  Yes it was a worthwhile trade in a mock skirmish between teams, but in an actual battle she would be dead, and that was no good.  She clapped when some of the others did as well at the announcement of the squad leaders.  Ava and Asolfo.  She didn't know either of them well yet, She'd have to remedy that sooner rather than later.

Arrish's laughter threw her.  Was something funny?  No, no one else was laughing....  She was distracted almost immediately from that thought by the offer of a steak dinner.  Steak was absolutely delicious, and not something the cafeteria served, most likely.  Certainly they hadn't yet.  [color=mediumpurple]"Steak?  Yes!  I come,"[/color] she declared.

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[center][h2][color=lightskyblue]Sparks[/color][/h2][/center]

Sparks' cheeks burned.  Lorenzo's words cut deep.  He wasn't a coward...was he?  Yes, naturally cautious -- looking and waiting for good openings.  What good would it do his team if he was eliminated?  He wasn't a scout -- he was a support unit, armed with long range drones but only a single actual weapon.  And technically his drones were for repair, not offense, most of the time.  At least he had the sense to take the criticism quietly, unlike some of the others.  Griff calling him a coward too hurt less -- the man didn't like him -- but it still stung.

He waited for an opening, listening to the various responses.  When he found one, Sparks addressed Lorenzo.  [color=lightskyblue]"May I have permission to work on the various Framewerks -- with the assent of their pilots, of course?  I can think of a few improvements that could be made to various systems, and I'm sure more will reveal themselves over time."[/color]