“Wolf’s a jerk, no doubt about it.” Elisa agreed. “He runs the MRBC for the benefit of his band and gets to make rules to their advantage. Hard luck if you don’t agree with that.” She paused and shook her head. “I’m sorry, I’m ranting and I know it. Truth is, mister Hennessy, you are not seeing me at my best right now.” The big debate now was weather to tell him what had happened herself and skew his opinion on a first meeting, or to have the ugly truth come out later? It wasn’t going to be pleasant either way.<br/><br/>“Anyway, since you did ask, I’ll say that you guessed something right.” She nodded, a small smile on her lips. “My ‘Mech is a vintage<em>Black Knight</em>, one that dates back to the Star Leauge.” There was more then a hint of pride in her voice as she spoke. “It’s been in my family for a few generations; my father piloted it before I did. It’s old, it’s battered and it’s definitely seen better days, but I wouldn’t trade my<em>Defiance</em>for anything.”<br/><br/>That warranted a smile. “So there you go. Our ‘Mechs have similar loadouts and ranges. A good start.”<br/><br/>