<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/avpilot.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Miyoko Shadowborn  <strong>:Name</strong><br/>mechbay  <strong>:Location</strong><br/>all  <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br/>As Elisa and Graff left the mechbay Miyoko opens up the hatch to her mech again to get some fresh air inside, or as fresh as it gets around here. She pulls her datapad out of the thigh pocket and opens up a letter.<br/><br/><em>It has become quite clear that there is a major breakdown happening with this unit, we had our first victory. Yes it wasn't pretty, there where errors (me being the biggest I will willingly grant that) but now we should all have been in the mess hall celebrating. Bonding and coming together as a unit. Instead the atmosphere is more like we lost half the unit and it is doom and gloom among all even those that didn't get yelled at. There is infighting among the pilots, with finger pointing and growing dislike. A unit cannot operate like this, a unit should be able to trust each other to watch their backs, to know that their comrades are there. What little unity existed before the mission is now truly gone and is fragmenting into little sub groups. And the current leadership seems all to eager to just yell and point blame at others then actually stepping up to a leadership position and doing something about the problem and if there hasnt already been talk of mutiny I would be surprised to be honest. Am I myself blameless in all of this? No of course not, and I never claimed I was. I know I am not very well liked in the current leadership and if it will help to remove some source of anger I will request to be removed from the unit and put on the ground crew with reduced pay until such time that my contract can be cancelled and i can disembark.</em><br/><br/>With a few more entries she sends the letter off to Walter and Erik, the two people she actually trusts in the entire command structure and then climbs down to start working on the slagged heat sinks her anger boiling inside of her so furiously that she doesnt even notice when one of the sharp edges of a heat sink cuts into her arm sending drops of blood to slowly float around the mechbay.