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*Rolls her eyes* ... Men
Amelia continued to read from her tablet, checking over the squads dossiers which she'd been given access too in light of her position as a strategist. Of course not all information was accessible. She wasn't able to review medical records or anything listed from the higher links on the command chain. But she had full access to GEAR information and skill sets and really that was all she needed. Her dog tags continued to roll between her fingers before she set the down beside her drinks, taking out a pen as she began to write down notes on how she could optimize the squads combat efficiency. As she wrote her notes she couldn't help but be concerned about the helicopter pilot. Although his skill sets were certainly credible and she'd even observed him in the field, his placements would be tricky. She wondered if he might speak with her about his load outs and field of expertise. It was all well and good reading it, but she found it was much better to speak with them face to face.

Before she could read further she sensed the presence of another taking up a seat next to her, her ear flicking as a deep male voice spoke to her. She placed her thumb on the back of the pen, clicking it before setting it down, turning her attention to the Tiger who she recognized from earlier. She watched him for a moment, her eyes seeming to curiously observe him before she gave a small smile, "That's quite the line" she replied with slight amusement as she raised the wine to her lips, taking a small sip before placing it back down with a small 'clink'. "I can't say I disagree though" she continued before offering her hand, "Lieutenant Winter, your new squad strategist. Pleasure to meet you" she said softly. If she remembered correctly, this was the owner of the Saxknot GEAR which had attempted to infiltrate her frequencies during the training scenario.
Driving Park said
My CS is almost done! :DIf she was born in 1991 she would be 22 or 23.Ah, that makes sense. Though, I've since replaced the R-15s with thrust-vectored D30-F6s from the MiG-31 as Silver suggested, since they are more reliable and much better at low altitude flying.


No she wouldn't, because our current date IC is 2018.
Character Sheet

Name: Annabelle Rose

Nickname/Callsign: Rose

Age: 27

Nationality: British

Appearance:



Bio:

Annabelle was born in 1991 to a family with a history of military service specifically in the RAF. So it was no surprise that she was brought up to eventually enlist when she became old enough. Originally she had thought to delve into the engineering profession, but the more she observed the steel shells that propelled themselves into the skies, the more she found herself with a desire to one day be among them. She enlisted, taking the tests and examinations, determined to pass and become the first Rose to become a pilot. Every waking moment was spent reading and studying, even exercising where possible so she would confidently pass the fitness exams. Her hard work paid off when she received the news that she would be taken on as a RAF pilot. She has since spent her recent years of service on board the supercarrier the HMS Queen Elizabeth.

Service Record:

Two years of service on board the HMS Illustrious, four years service on board the HMS Queen Elizabeth. Earned the rank of Flight Lieutenant, however has expressed no desire to progress beyond current rank. Has received a purple heart medal after being shot down during her third year of service.

Aircraft Details

Name of Aircraft: Harrier GR7A - II

Profile Link:



Modifications:

Standard Avalon Mods.

Improved thrust vectored Pegasus engine.

Weight reduction overhaul for higher maneuverability, speed and combat efficiency.

Optimized VTOL for faster take offs and landings.

Retractable refueling probe.

One piece canopy.

Advanced helmet integrated targeting systems including the prototype HUD display.

Personal Colour Scheme:

Snow white with a red rose printed on the right wing and on the left of the nose.

Weapon Systems:

1x 25mm Cannon.

AIM-54 Phoenix

AIM-120 AMRAAM

AGM-65 Maverick

AGM-88 SLAM
Amelia was about to respond to one of the squads pilots who complimented her ATAM when Captain Garret arrived. She listened to the full debrief, feeling slightly cheated when she received confirmation that she'd been given an advantage in the field. It was a little insulting, not because she felt she was better or good enough to beat the Roughriders without it. But because it hadn't been a fair scenario and for a strategist to be cheated from what could have been potential experience was just, frustrating. Despite this, she could at least go forth knowing she was joining a competent unit with decently skilled pilots. She'd been under the command of an officer who ignored her before and it was demotivating to say the least. But none of that mattered now, she had allot to look forward too.

When Captain Garret had finished and Colonel Blade had dismissed them she climbed back inside Sovereign, the central chassis raising before the insect like GEAR thudded towards the landcruiser. Some of the engineers stopped and watched as the ATAM moved into the hangar, the GEAR being some what of a rarity let alone it being the newest production model. A few engineers waved her into her specialized docking station before she powered down Sovereign again, clamps securing around each of her legs to lock her in safely. Amelia climbed out, dismounting from the GEAR before greeting the engineering team who were specialists in handling the GEAR type. They ran through a few things with her, asking her questions about it as well as specific details required for accessing the GEAR's secure systems. "Thank you ma'am, we'll take good care of her for ya" said the chief engineer with a reassuring nod. Amelia smiled softly, "I'm sure you will. With any updates please keep me posted, you can reach me anywhere on the Claw via my tablet" she said before sending her information from a touch screen tablet she carried with her specifically for her work. The chief engineer took out his own before confirming the information, saving it to his contacts. "I'll be sure too ma'am" he said before giving a brisk salute. Amelia returned it before she walked away, after all she could use some down time after all that.

As she moved down the hanger she took note of some of the other GEAR's, specifically the ones she'd seen in the training exercise. It was strange to see them so closely after having been firing at them from a distance a short wile ago. Pretty soon Amelia found her way to the party which had been arranged for them, thinking she may as well meet the people she'd soon be serving with. She dressed in the standard black t shirt and black combat trousers, her hair and tail brushed with her hair pulled over her left shoulder to hang beside her chest. When she entered she walked over to the bar, taking a seat on the stall before placing her tablet down next to her. She ordered two drinks, a glass of wine and a glass of water which stood next to it before she began reading something from the tablet, her dog tags rolling between her fingers as she fiddled with them absent mindedly.
Definitely interested!
Aw, I missed out on a compliment. Ah well. I'll post soon~
Amelia smiled, "Thank you sir" she replied, returning the casual salute before she adjusted her stance, feeling a little more at ease. "And I agree. I hadn't been informed that you and your team had restricted access to certain battlefield resources" she said before turning to regard the other pilots which stood with them, taking a pause before continuing "Although I have to say, given the circumstances your team held together exceptionally well. The strategy I employed today would have overcome lesser pilots, but you guys put me on my back foot" she smiled, "It seems I have some more to learn" she finished before giving a light shrug, "Besides, she needs to stretch her legs every once in a while" she said, glancing back at Sovereign for a moment. She reached a hand and pulled her hair over her right shoulder, letting it hang down beside her chest to prevent the breeze from carrying it.
I'll post again after the next person.
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