"You might as well have pulled them into our Betelgeuse-ROM, Ranna." Walter had stood silently by the door as she marched in, leafing through some of the papers he had gotten in return from the MBRC. He was just clad in civilian clothes for the day, no ranks or anything. Sometimes it was just nice having on a pair of slacks and a shirt, even though the slowly growing belly only accentuated the fact that his beard and hair were more parts grey nowadays. "I know you wanted to teach them a lesson, but be wary of upsetting the rookies and taking chunks out of the egos of our officers..."<br/><br/>He smiled a little as he made his way up next to Ranna and handed her a part of the paper bunch. "Here's your share. It must be done before the end of the week. Also, Janos landed this morning with some new toys he wanted to share with us all. So he'll set up the shop, so to say, in the MechBay while you are simulating. From what I have seen, you'll all be at least interested in it..."<br/><br/>The door opened again and the Clanners entered, whispering to each other, covered in sweat from the simulation with the stock 'Mechs. They didn't show it on their collars, but they were rather happy with their part of the sim. It was easy for Inner Spherers to believe that they would throw a fit over the premature ending of the sim, that they would be up in arms over being placed in stock IS 'Mechs. That would have been the stereotype. But the trio had been oddballs already when they were part of the Clans. Seven years of bondage to an Inner Sphere mercenary company hadn't really made them more towards that stereotype. They were just very proud of their heritage and one of them wore it so proudly it had become a sore spot for the officers. Chzorda stopped and saluted Walter and Ranna, the two others following example.<br/><br/>"Rep for debrief, Captain Krannok. We have compiled our input on the scenario and will share it if you so wish during the debrief."