Jack nodded as he listened, noting the tone in Elisa's voice as she spoke.<em>Doesn't like the MRBC, it seems. Though given what she said, I can't say that I blame her. On the other hand, that helps me even more.</em>“Seems that way. Such is the fate of the invisible nintey percent. Let's be fair; the MRBC makes its rules for the privileged few, and is run by the Dragoons to Jamie Wolf's personal standards. They tend not to care about the little guys as long as we pay our dues and stay on the books.”<br/><br/>He shook his head. “Sorry about that. I'm ranting at you and I didn't mean to. Talk about an awkward start.” That warranted a small, nervous smile. “Just something that makes me angry and all that.”<em>Play nice, apologise where needed and treat her right, and she'll be eating out of your hand while watching your back every step of the way.</em>He hadn't met any of the other yet, but he figured that having one person on-side when he did would help.<br/><br/>“So how about you?” Jack continued. “I mean, while I figure that sooner or later, I'll need to know what everyone in the team is running around in, but I must admit that I'm more then a little curious to know what you pilot. At the risk of sterotyping, you don't look like the light 'Mech type to me.”