<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/378800000312843758/c3fc56b763c2610cc0e83100caa09f81.jpeg)</div><strong>"No worries about that Ivan, it's why I was suggesting after the simulations."</strong><br/>Brooklyn's mouth quirked a little upwards.<br/><strong>"Even though I'm mildly tempted to break discipline and crack out a cold one now."</strong><br/><br/>When the newcomer sat down with them, Brooklyn was halfway between standing up and delivering a salute when he caught himself.  It didn't seem like he was one for formalities, and as Brooklyn sat back down again, he gave the chief engineer a nod.<br/><strong>"Sir, pleasure to meet you.  I'm Brooklyn DeGauss, one of the new recruits and under your care since you look after the mechs."</strong><br/>Brooklyn sized up the man, looking at him in silence with no expression showing on his face until it was like something clicked inside his head and Brooklyn became a person again.<br/><strong>"I was hoping to speak with you later at some time.  As I understand it from the debriefing earlier, the Bones doesn't have a complete selection of various models and pilots for them like the army does.  I wanted to know if it was possible to see what battlemechs the Bones had and if any modifications were possible."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"And assuming I don't get pulled aside later for a dressing down, I wouldn't mind discussing this at the place you suggest."</strong>