The four girls looked at each other in the preparation area, equipped with shorts and training shirts as they had been expecting an average difficulty, average temperature exercise.  Yet as they heard Kestrel over the communicator and the doors opened, a rush of cold air gusted them, sending the girls to shiver.<br/><br/>"W-what the hell is this!?" Joan said angrily, "this wasn't what we were told was going to be the training mission!"  Course, Kestrel had the authority to change it at his whim, so while they weren't used to it, they would have to endure.<br/><br/>Miko stood there shivering, but her face remained cold as ever.  "We should start..." she said in a low voice, proving she could physically speak.<br/><br/>The red head shivered but groaned in delight.  "It'll be that much more satisfying when we got to actual fighting!"<br/><br/>For her part, Cassandra didn't say anything, simply looking up at the command center where he peered down at them.<br/><br/>With that, the four girls made their way into the training arena, brandishing their weapons in hand.