“Actually, it wasn’t my father’s unit.” Elisa explained. “Though my father was the XO and my mum was one of the technicians. I’d grown up around the unit in the inevitable mess of dependants and hanger-onerers that a unit acquires.”<br/><br/>She gave a nod to Parcival as they entered the room. “Hey there. Sorry if I’ve never really said hello… as Ranna is finding out, I seem to be bad at that.” Elisa winced a little as she smiled, then nodded back to the firey mercenary. “I’ve been looking for a chance to get to know a lot of people, really. This is as good a chance as any.”<br/><br/>Elisa shrugged it off. “I trained with my dad and the other MechWarriors, but I didn’t get much in the way of formal schooling. For a little bit, I had a slot in the unit too, piloting a ‘rental’<em>Rifleman</em>that was more rust then ‘Mech. And after my dad was… injured, I inherited his<em>Knight</em>.” She glanced away for a moment, before returning with a weak smile.<br/>