<div class="floatright">(http://www.scificool.com/images/2013/07/Billy-Burke-in-Revolution.jpg)</div>The simulated battle had been... interesting. Informative. Educational. And a number of other things that David could think of, but all of which told him a lot about both the people he'd be working for and the way that they thought. The deathtrap scenario had been fantastically constructed, with very clever use of terrian, low-quality units en-masse and the hidden ECM units to give the defenders an advantage.<br/><br/>For their parts, the newcomers had fought fantastically, managing to do quite a lot for the situation they'd been in. The tattooed redhead, for example, had left an impressive number of dead hovers in her wake, while the man in the modified<em>JagerMech</em>, while yes going down, had done his best to hold his ground with the odds stacked against him.<em>Don't give up, don't decide a situation's hopeless and keep fighting as long as you can. Again, reminds me a lot of my old man.</em><br/><br/>Wheater that was a good thing remained to be seen.<br/><br/>He was snapped out of his examination by the arrival of the officer he'd spoken to before. Standing, he offered her a nod. “Dropship developed  a malfunction en-route that left it stuck in orbit.” He explained. “So that left me up there for hours with nothing to do but wish I was anywhere else.” He quickly fell into step behind her as she headed for the pods. “Hopefully I'll be able to make up for that next time.”<br/><br/><em>Because when a gorgeous redhead tells you to do something, you do it.</em>he told himself with a barely-suppressed smirk.<em>And heaven forbid that you talk back</em>